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Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears. " At this juncture, two women, very smartly attired in silk hoods and cloaks, appeared at the door of the Lodge. Nine years ago, I worked in this very house—had a kind indulgent master, whom I robbed—twice robbed, at your instigation, villain; a mistress, whom you have murdered; a companion, whose friendship I have for ever forfeited; a mother, whose heart I have well-nigh broken. ” She watched his face as he traced his way through these speculative thickets. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently.
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