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But his words were borne away by the driving wind. 155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. " "I'm sorry. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. There is scarcely one chance in a dozen of saving his life; there would be none at all if he were moved. . " "Lord bless us! you alarm me. After a while he spoke again.
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