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"I forgot. She tried to scream, \"I'm coming to you, Mama!\" But no sound would come from her mouth. Through her door curtain she could see the light from the study lamp. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. "If Jack would come to my house, I'd contrive to hide him," remarked a buxom dame.
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