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“Bad hemorrhage,” he said. She looked at him gravely and squinted. He reminds me of a slave I once had in Rome with those sullen dark eyes and that wistful pout. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. No great lover of state or state costume at any time, he was generally, towards the close of an evening, completely in dishabille, and in this condition he now presented himself to his subjects.
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