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At the head of the cart was placed the coffin. No girl with a face like that…. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber. ” That was the quintessence of her brother Roddy.
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