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“Now you must go,” she said firmly. CHAPTER IX. “I wonder,” he said, and went off at a tangent. I have it on my conscience that I offended you—” “Offended me when?” “I’ve been haunted by the memory of you. " "How?" exclaimed the other. A small voice greeted her, hissing. “I doubted my luck, at least. The veins in his throat and forehead swelled and blackened; his eyes protruded from their sockets, and stared wildly; a thick damp gathered on his brow: and blood gushed from his mouth, nostrils, and ears. So absorbed was she by her passionate supplications that she was insensible to anything passing around her, until she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and heard a well-known voice breathe in her ear—"Mother!" She started at the sound as if an apparition had called her, screamed, and fell into her son's outstretched arms. “I’m not that beautiful. Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby.

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