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"I'd lay down my life for yours. How she had coveted her mother’s beauty and sought to emulate it, if only to please her. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead.
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