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He lays his hands lightly on her arm, yet his touch seems to burn through her gown into her very flesh. He stoops towards her. "But what is it?" asks Miss Mansergh from behind Lady Rodney's chair, just a little impatiently. By signs she told him she would go out and open the smoke hole wider, so that the fire might burn more brightly. She was gone for some time, and Lone Feather sat looking into the fire, still thinking of many things, when the air became thick with smoke. He looked up and saw that the smoke hole was closed. He sprang up and went to the door, but the door covering was down. He raised it, and as he put his head out the old woman hit him with a large stone club and he was dead..
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