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‘Hilary, thank God! Have you a pistol about you? Or better yet, your sword. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed.
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