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He would have sent the Virgin Mary to heal the baby. Ennison was deeply interested. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute. An enormous poster almost covered one side of the wall—the poster. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. "And, oh! forgive me, though I can never forgive myself, for the misery I have caused you. The doctor walked over to the bed, folded his arms across his chest and stared down into the unabashed eyes of his patient. "Who—who is the Marquis de Chatillon?" "Your adopted son, Thames Darrell," answered Winifred. "Hoddy, Hoddy!… No, no! This is my father!" warned Ruth.
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