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So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. She felt as if she had struck them unawares. "It is her child!" shrieked Rowland, in a voice heard above the howling of the tempest, "risen from this roaring abyss to torment me. “I am getting plain,” she said, with a little shudder. She spoke slowly. “You could have told me about it, Michelle. Then a surge of rage welled up.
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