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She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. ’ ‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off. Checking an ominous cough, that, ever and anon, convulsed her lungs, the poor woman addressed a few parting words to her companion, who lingered at the doorway as if he had something on his mind, which he did not very well know how to communicate. ” She raised her eyebrows.
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