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"Close the door!" commanded Trenchard, impatiently. When you don’t have any fingers left, I take a toe. "He is dying?" whispered Ruth. " "Rot! Mac, what do you suppose the natives used to call her? The Dawn Pearl!" McClintock wagged his Scotch head negatively. "Then I presume you've not been arrested?" "I have not," answered Wood firmly. ” Ann Veronica was doing her best to follow him.
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