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He would always be her friend, too. "What?—help take care of him? Why, you can't do that, Miss Enschede!" was the protest. Her blood spurted into his mouth and he drank. She felt she had to go on. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame.
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