Her whole face stiffened with suppressed anger. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. "It is her child!" shrieked Rowland, in a voice heard above the howling of the tempest, "risen from this roaring abyss to torment me. \" \"It's Diedermayer. And with a hideous expression of pain, he fainted. She had never had a real doll.
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