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I had no idea you were not the happiest girl. Wood, contemptuously. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. “Good-looking rascal she met at Worthing. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene.
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