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"Hell's curses!" muttered Jonathan between his teeth; "that fool will ruin all. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. I haven't much money; I don't know how much it is going to cost me to reach Hartford; so I fixed over a couple of my mother's dresses. It was she—— Anna’s nerves were not easily shaken, but she found herself suddenly clutching at the table for support.
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