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Day by day other persons disappeared from the winter camp, and more and more bones whitened on the ground outside the stone lodge on the river bank. "It will strengthen you," he says, persuasively. She smiles again, and, with a sigh of rapture at her own success, turns to Geoffrey and presses her lips to his out of the very fulness of her heart..
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