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I saw someone in there whom I have always hoped that I should never meet again. He fell back upon the pillows with a little moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. You know not what a wretched guilty thing I am. To have spoken lightly on such a subject a few hours ago would have seemed incredible. "I read those stories. " "Devil!" muttered Jack, again grasping his pistol. "But you are tired!" "I want to go over the story again.
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