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A sob was strangled in her throat. "He's about to cross the river. She was lamentably without comparisons; such few young men as she had seen—white men—had been on the beach, pitiful and terrible objects. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. "Yale? Why, so am I. Gravely he placed them in his aunt's hand.
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