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Softly she rose to her feet. She wrote it down. 8. I don't ask you to supply my place—for that is, perhaps, impossible. But, suppose I've no place to lock 'em up in, how then?" Quilt looked a little perplexed. She was as pale as death, but she seemed to have lost the power of movement. Giles! "Devil seize the woman!" growled the singer, as he brought his ditty to a close; "will nothing tempt her out? Widow Sheppard, I say," he added, rising, "don't be afraid.
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