“Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. The recollection was too painful, and he burst into an agony of tears. Will you take your old place by Miss Ellicot. The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest apparel.
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