On a low bed, with his eyes fastened eagerly upon the door, lies Paul Rodney, the dews of death already on his face.,
"Ah," said the old women, "there are those bears.",
"Lie down: you will hurt yourself again," she says, trying gently to induce him to return to his former recumbent position; but he resists her..
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