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He jumped back, cursing. ā€œI know. I doubt I hold any interest for him anymore. It rained slightly, and a thick mist gathered in the air, and obscured the beautiful prospect. "Poor Mrs. Spurlock was invariably at the high desk in the early morning, poring over ledgers, and giving the beach and the stores an occasional glance. ā€ A man who had been sitting with his hat tilted over his eyes at an adjacent table had risen to his feet and stood suddenly before them. "I've counted ten coffins so far. . She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. Iā€”I hurt myself. ā€ He spoke loudly.

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