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But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. It was a copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and awakened a thousand tender recollections. “Annabel at last,” he shouted. She was finally dead, going to Hell.
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