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” “And for me,” Anna echoed. " "Say the word, and I'm mum," returned the executioner. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. With a finger crooked in his side-pocket, she measured her step with his, her senses still dizzy from the echo of the magic sounds. ” “I suppose I must have thought so.
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