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"Aha, missy," said she, in deep, guttural tones, "you tink ob dat yaller-ha'r'd man!" "None at all. But the wind and rain were wild outside, so that they may have drowned the noise made by those who broke in." "Whose death? Isabella's or Mrs. Dallas'?".
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