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She wet some absorbent cotton with alcohol and refreshed his face and neck. ” “You are marvellously like your brother,” Anna said, beaming upon him. ” Lucy commented. "I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow.
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