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"It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. ” She said. Between herself and yonder evil mind she had the strongest buckler God could give—love. ‘Forgive this intrusion, ma’am, I beg. You are necessary to me. ‘What a fate he finds for me. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture.
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