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’ ‘Charvill, then,’ Gerald concluded, unperturbed. " "At all events, let me send her away, my dear," supplicated the carpenter, anxious to avert the impending storm. So, after the dinner was over, Spurlock took her home; and worked far into the night. Immediately a feathered hat emerged, under which a familiar countenance was visible. You were dying and your baby along with you. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over.
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