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I defy you to explain it away. Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. It was impulsive and natural. Mother and Son XI. “Come,” he said, “you can’t be meaning to bury yourself.
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