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"It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. ‘Dead then, is he?’ ‘If I could say that he is dead, it would give me very much satisfaction. She was fine and tender. " "Are you sure of this?" asked Thames, who, though as brave a lad as need be, could not repress a shudder at the intelligence. If you met her you would, I am certain, think her as fine as I do. He would know her address to-morrow.
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