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Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. Ed. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. Completely overcome by fatigue, with strained muscles, and bruised hands; streaming with perspiration, and with lips so parched that he would gladly have parted with a treasure if he had possessed it for a draught of water; he sank against the wall, and while in this state was seized with, a sudden and strange alarm. unless a copyright notice is included.
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