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Teddy overtook her, a little out of breath, his innocent face flushed, his straw-colored hair disordered. Wood with the circumstances, and putting him upon his guard against the possibility of an attack. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. " "Before I leave this place, I must see my mother. "So get up, and leave off whimpering.
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