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The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. " "I'll not go," answered the other. Your face has flitted out of my watch-fire, and then I have been a haunted man. ” “I thought so,” Courtlaw said. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. " "Won't you go?" cried Jack passionately. ‘I will do so. Wood," said she, in the deep, hoarse accents of consumption; "and may God Almighty bless and reward you for your kindness! You were always the best of masters to my poor husband; and now you've proved the best of friends to his widow and orphan boy. But the morning brought courage again, and those first intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind.
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