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“I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. "And now, widow," he continued, "attend to the next verse, for it consarns a friend o' yours. ‘Good God! Everett Charvill, as I live.
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