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" Her utterance was here choked by sobs. I could not love you else. “I did it for love of you,” he said. A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. It was apparent, and then it faded into the quality of an inevitable necessity. It was only a matter of time. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame. Then her fingers moved.
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