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By the
will of Mr. "
"The ways of Providence are inscrutable," observed Wood. “No man can realize,” she said, “what that pit can
be. Perhaps the Parisian atmosphere had affected him. I
said to myself at once, ‘Either this is a coincidence or the caper sauce. ” She could have handled ten times the
weight, and hoisted him on her back and carried him too. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't
know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me
of my mother. His fingers slipped under the collar of her linen shift
and he tore it open with a swipe.
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