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One night she apparently fell asleep. There is no need of your friend to kill you, imbecile, because I shall do so this minute. Sheppard raised her hand, and the malediction trembled upon her tongue. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter.
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