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One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. “You’re burning up. "Steady, old top! What are you going to do?" "The damned scoundrel!" "I told you that child was opal. Don’t be frightened, dear. Beauty has bloomed and faded. . “Remember that the man will probably die. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a couple of farming-men.
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