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She had very few clear memories before a particular day in the library, when they had finished one of her first reading lessons. O God! O God!" And he appeared convulsed with agony. She mewed weakly, “Sebastian? What have you done? Where is Gianfrancesco? Did you kill him?” He crossed his arms. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. As his eyes adjusted, he was able to make out the great shrouded shapes of the furniture. It had been his fevered imagination that had endued the garment with some extraordinary value. He remembered that, before he attempted to dislodge the stone, he had placed the child in a cavity of the pier, which the granite mass had been intended to fill.
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