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“Your mother was a Gypsy. “If I didn’t love you better than myself,” said Capes, “I wouldn’t fence like this with you. “Take her limbs again. " "Let me have a glass of brandy," said he, addressing the host. " "What's that?" asked Wood with some curiosity. The doctor expected her to seize upon the subtle inference that there was something furtive, even criminal, in the manner the patient set this obligation upon humanity at large, to look after him in the event of his death. ’ Then she ran swiftly out of the library, calling out as her cavalier was almost at the front door. I suppose I ought to have been a man. I don’t know.
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