" And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon it. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. Sometimes the moon was totally eclipsed; at others, it shed a wan and ghastly glimmer over the masses rolling in the firmament. She gloried in it: he needed her. It never has had. He took about five minutes. Even now I do not understand.
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