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"You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. This laugh and his looks alarmed her. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. With his black and gray hair, his gray-green eyes were a striking contrast and he looked even younger, as if he had been frozen at age thirty-three. "Yes, yes," replied Edgeworth Bess. "I have sent for him," Aliva, he answered; "he will be here directly, with your medical advisers.
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