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" The doctor was in the middle fifties, gray and careworn, but with alert blue eyes and a gentle mouth. ” She shook her head deliberately, hopelessly. The knots and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the fields behind, were still to be traced. "I have killed her," exclaimed Jack, dropping the bar,—"by your advice, Thames. “I’ll have to pay it. I WAS talking to him before I saw his name on the card beside the row of microscopes.
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