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” “Why did you tell me? I thought—I thought we were going to be friends. I know what I am talking about. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. The fact that it was her trusted friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an insignificant thing in her mind. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. But if I were you, I shouldn't warn Spurlock. I was being stupid. ‘Never mind where. I can't pump out all there is to these compositions.
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