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"Bury her in Willesden churchyard, as she requested, on Sunday," said Jack. "You open it, Ruth. ‘Kill him? Oh. Go for it. A few short, dark locks, escaping from beneath her head-dress, showed that her hair had been removed, and had only been recently allowed to grow again. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. " "What should I tempt you to?" asked Blueskin, in surprise.
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