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And at the sight something leaped within her. The rainstorm, short-lived, began to subside. He will not provide for the daughter. The opiate has done its duty. You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber, if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly person entirely obscured the view.
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