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It is no more a murder, but a duel, you understand. ” They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said, with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. I——” She threw herself into an easy chair. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. Playing with one hand he turned on his stool to glance at her.
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