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“Nigel, don’t you understand. " "Are you a real nurse?" "Yes. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. Wood," she cried, as the staff fell from his grasp. As to the picture, I'll keep it myself, though, if you do go I shall need no memorial of you. I was sure you could not have the heart to slay a child—an innocent child. Mrs. Wood laughed louder than ever.
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