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Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife. 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. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. Do you have family that I should ask?” “Oh, Julian! No, my family is dead, lost. As the body was borne to the house in the arms of the farming-men, Mr.
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