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‘To see Charvill. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes. Sepulchre's. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. Then her white teeth gleamed, and her excuse for remaining any longer before that little marble table was gone. Before Wood had time to inquire into the cause of this sound, his attention was diverted by a man, who rushed past the entry with the swiftness of desperation. It seemed that within an instant the Pestilence struck, and she begged me on her deathbed to shelter you and her grandson for the rest of your lives, as she could see that even though I was a ‘demon fiend’ and ‘minor devil’ that I loved you.
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