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I can’t love you. How dreary it all looks. At a little distance from the party, sat a tall, sinister-looking personage, with harsh inflexible features, a gaunt but muscular frame, and large bony hands. "Come out!" roared Quilt, looking into the aperture. Winds returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not bloom.
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