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"The nurses," she answered. ‘Are you going to tell me?’ ‘But looking for proof,’ Melusine uttered impatiently. “I want a plain word with you about all this. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. "At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up. ” She shrugged her shoulders slightly.
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