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The Night-Cellar XVIII. I cannot explain beyond that. Her features were meagre, and ghastly white, and had the fixed and horrible stamp of insanity. ‘I do not know if even I can do anything now. She knew now that he never would. Pity he's ta'en to bad ways so airly. Wood will protect you," urged Mrs.
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