The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. "And now, widow," he continued, "attend to the next verse, for it consarns a friend o' yours. They were sharp and dripping with black blood. The air was crisp and dry.
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