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"Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away together. Little Anna screamed and thrashed as she was torn from Lucy’s skirts. " Still the voice was without emotion; calm, colourless. "Mr. "Hell-hounds!" he cried; "release me!" At the same moment, Quilt Arnold rushed forward with such haste, that, stumbling over William Morgan, he precipitated him into the grave. " So saying, he slung it upon his wrist. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece.
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