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" "It is false," cried Mrs. 47, straightening her hat and waiting for her luggage to appear. “Concern me!” she repeated fiercely. ‘Quite mad, nuns are. "I'll need a job when I quit this bed. " The doctor was in the middle fifties, gray and careworn, but with alert blue eyes and a gentle mouth. Anna was afterwards astonished at her own selfpossession. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark.
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