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"I thought it best that you should imagine him. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. His eyes were set too close together. The temperature soared to one hundred degrees, sickeningly hot. And a right set-to there were betwixt him and Mr Jarvis, I can tell you.
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