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But there was no sign from her. ‘I feared as much. She made a curious movement toward her niece, then suddenly, convulsively, she dabbed down something lumpy on the table and turned to follow her brother. “I don’t want to take up your time. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. As the body was borne to the house in the arms of the farming-men, Mr.
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