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I doubt if you will receive anything for your trouble. He drew an awed breath. It was dry, as if she had powdered it. ‘What would you? The nuns they would not believe me, and so it was not possible for me to stay. 155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. Wood was unable to discover the figure of the widow, but he recognised her dry, hacking cough, and was about to call her down, if she could not find the key, as he imagined must be the case, when a loud noise was heard, as though a chest, or some weighty substance, had fallen upon the floor.
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