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See!" she added, tearing the rag from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs. She is, in her way, a dear. No; the future was not so dark; there was a bit of dawn visible. “As she asked!” “It is already too late. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. "I'll be back in a minute.
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