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Then I saw Mrs. ’ ‘You, perhaps?’ she flung at him furiously, stepping out from behind the desk. "But what is an oath to you!" cried the widow, distrustfully. The walls of the room were lined with shelves, on which were glass jars, retorts, countless bottles and many appliances of surgical science. " "Hear me, Madam, I beseech you," interposed Mrs. And mind, your life,—more than your life—hangs upon your choice.
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