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Wood, in his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. She threw hat and coat on the bed and sat down before the fire. ‘And this is where you have been all the time?’ ‘I would have been back in a day, I promise you. " With this, she burst into tears, and sank with her face upon his shoulder. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking.
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