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Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. ” Miss Stanley turned to her. He yelled but he had no breath to support his own voice. Yet there was nothing for her to do. The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar turning unlighted in his teeth. She was still fully dressed; so all she had to do was to pause before the mirror and give her hair a few pats.
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