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Kneebone's door, you begged me to await your return here, assuring me you would not detain me five minutes. Carefully sustaining the child which, even in that terrible extremity, he had not the heart to abandon, he fell upon his knees, and, guiding himself with his right hand, crept slowly on. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. I fought.
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