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As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation. "Egad!" exclaimed Wood, "you've hit the right nail on the head, anyhow. For some time he could not stir, but felt sick and exhausted. " "I am," replied Jack, without hesitation; for he felt assured from the man's manner that he might confide in him. “Poor old Alice!” Her brother Roddy came to her and demanded tea, and asked her to state a case. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. ” “She didn’t say she’d met any one.
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