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She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor. " "Hold!" exclaimed the carpenter, in an authoritative voice: "we can't part thus. My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. I bent over him. It tore her apart.
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