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“Let’s go. "A hundred pounds!" exclaimed Shotbolt. She succumbed to cancer of the breast at age forty-three, it was slow and wasting. "I can't hold it much longer—it'll break my wrist. His sister followed. . Gerald would not marry her even with a dowry. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. During the narration Jack's features lighted up, and an expression, which would have been in vain looked for in repose, was instantly caught and depicted by the skilful artist.
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