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” “I suppose not. Lucy clasped her hands over her ears as it screamed. Her thought spoke aloud. Henry Clay, thirteen cents in Hong-Kong and two-bits in that dear old New York. Anna sprang to her feet with a startled cry. The man was my husband.
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