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"I told you I would call to bid you farewell, Mr. "Oh, God! that I might die too," cried Jack, falling on his knees beside her. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. ” “I suppose we are,” said Vee, rearranging the flowers in her hand.
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