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” “Oh Jesus. Miss Charvill. Its very calmness was frightful. She examined Michelle’s pale face. "How!" exclaimed Sheppard. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. But they did what they could for her. The sounds that reach the ear, and the objects that meet the eye, are all calculated to awaken a train of sad and serious contemplation.
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