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Wood as a play-room to the two boys; and, like most boy's playrooms, it exhibited a total absence of order, or neatness. A skeleton was propped against the mantelpiece. My death, probably. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief.
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