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Wood. ‘You have said you do not wish to hurt me. I HAD to. Spurlock was invariably at the high desk in the early morning, poring over ledgers, and giving the beach and the stores an occasional glance. This is your room. ’ She was too distressed to bear this. " "What is it?" asked the poor woman. The doctor and another man were by his bedside when they entered the room, and there were writing materials which had evidently been used close at hand. "Mother!" cried the son, "help!" "What is this?" shrieked Lady Trafford, raising herself on the couch, and extending her hands towards him.
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