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"I am come to render you a service. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall. He was a stranger. She tried to scream, \"I'm coming to you, Mama!\" But no sound would come from her mouth. The streets were full of colour. Manning as they talked. ” She said as she rested her head against his chest, eyes unfocused on the fading sky.
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