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incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the
windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. Neither your aunt nor I have any other thought but what is best
for you. One gets drawn into things. There must be something behind the missioner's
actions, something of which the girl knew nothing nor suspected. ‘My God!’ he said, ‘I’ll go after them and kill him. Sheppard in a troubled voice, "that if I lost
my child, I should lose all I have left in the world. “A little nervous. While I am talking about your friends, I feel—I think
you ought to know how I look at it. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My
God!”
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