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1. "Hold!" cried Kneebone, flinging down the packets; "they are nothing to me. She could run away from him, if she wished, as she had run away from her father; she could carry out the original adventure. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. She laughed softly, and leaned across the table. She gathered stones to place upon the makeshift grave.
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