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The affair was thick with sinister suggestions. "Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs. ’ ‘It is true,’ insisted the lady. "I see. She winced when first she heard the preparation-room door open and Capes came down the laboratory; but when at last he reached her she was self-possessed. You know you do, Annabel. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams.
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