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“Dear me, what a relief! If I had had any nerves that man would have trampled upon them long ago. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. At length he proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of music. “So you’re the one my son has been talking about. "Water!" he gasped. Narrow little beady brown eyes, and she’s got big eyebrows like dead caterpillars. .

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