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” “Don’t let there be any more. “But you must forgive me, John. Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. He got up. " Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. ” Anna’s eyes were a little dim as she poured out her coffee, and the laugh she attempted was not altogether a success. But shurely I'd know that vice," he added, turning his lantern towards the janizary.
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