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“I think this ends the business,” he said, turning to his sister. I'll knock off at tea. By the side of her plate was a small key. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. While he was considering what would be best to do, the poor maniac, over whose bewildered brain another change had come, raised her head from under the straw, and peeping round the room, asked in a low voice, "If they were gone?" "Who?" inquired Jack. It had been a part of the vast domain of the servants in the house’s earlier incarnation.
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