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The floor was strewn with screws, nails, fragments of wood and stone, and across the passage lay the heavy iron fillet. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. Sheppard, passing her hand across her brow; "but my memory is gone—quite gone. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books.
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