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’ Le Petit Journal said that the man was dead. 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. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. The lady murmured briefly to her husband, and then tucked her hand into Alderley’s arm. He did not write this with lead but with his heart's blood. The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring in her ears. “Hello, Teddy!” she answered. If ever I could bring myself to ask you any favour, I would ask you to forget even as I have forgotten.
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