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I want to fill it with fine and precious things. Aren’t I asking—asking plainly now?. ” She said, and ducked back into her room. "Go on. A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast. "The feeling is dead within my breast. We both understood that. “One is always playing the surgeon, one kills always the thing one loves best. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. ‘Dunderhead.
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