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It’s these damned novels. Opening the door, he found it littered with straw, on which he threw himself, and instantly fell asleep. When the doctor came in—he had just finished his breakfast—O'Higgins rose and presented his card. And for me there is only one treasure-house. Now I shall never hear it but what this evening will come pouring back over me. The house became joyous again with the talk of babies and wedding festivities.
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