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The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying you, when he grows old enough. As Wood obeyed, his foot slipped; and, casting his eyes upon the floor, he perceived it splashed in several places with blood. He rested on one elbow.
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