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"What is the matter?" asked Lady Meg, as she saw the major's face grow dark with his thought. "Is anything wrong?" "He's here all the same," said Judith, interrupting her surprise. "And he sent a message to Elinor, so she'd be prepared, I guess. But I simply can't get to her now. She'll have to find it out for herself." "I saw nothing," said David, wearily. "God knows what has become of the body!".
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