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“You must tell me the truth, and I will see
that no harm comes to you. "I began to fear, from his having quitted the old place, that some misfortune
must have befallen him. . There
are certain smells, certain tinges to the air. He wrote
poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly
infinite memory. Pausing at each door on the landing, Jack placed his ear to the keyhole,
and listened intently. ”
The conversation hung for a moment. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite
strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her.
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