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So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. "But you mustn't indulge these gloomy thoughts. "Whist!" exclaimed Terence; "he elevates his glim. Drummond took up a cigarette and lit it. Wood's charms equalled your description. “I thought you were coming right across the Park. Anyone would be intrigued. ” She laughed heartily, and became as suddenly grave. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down.
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