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They walked back to 118 hand in hand. She was powerless to move from her chair. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. " "Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the square here. She felt a new warmth in her blood, a strange sense of elation crept over her. I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me.
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