"Oh God! she is dying," exclaimed Jack in a voice suffocated by emotion. An inarticulate instinct which now found expression. ‘Ah, the tragedy. She had worn a long skirt that morning, and a roomier sweater that was slightly easier to handle than Shari’s low cut numbers. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell.
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