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Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him. “Have you not missed me?” He inquired. ’ ‘To you,’ she said angrily. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. She searched for it for many days that stretched into weeks before she gave up.
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