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Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen, malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs. It was nearly one o’clock; but there were lights still in all her windows. But if God is kind to me, someday I may climb up to where you are. Let him be sure.
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