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Wood, who looks after her comforts, and visits her constantly. . “I have given it up,” she answered. None saw, though all felt, his presence, and heard the thunder of his voice. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her.
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