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She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. ‘Good God! Everett Charvill, as I live. "O, Lord!" ejaculated Wood. Bring me food, a man, hurry!” She placed the stone back over the crypt to hide the evidence of what she had uncovered. His voice had changed, the joy had gone out of it; and she understood that something from the past had rolled up to spoil this hour. ’ ‘But what have I done?’ protested Gerald innocently. The first peg was torture. In all her life no living thing had had to depend upon her, not even a dog or a cat. “I think as I feel in a good humour it must be the latter.
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