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"What is it?" asked Mrs. Dallas, her curiosity--like that of the major--getting the better of her rage. "Isabella, do not be rude!" cried Mrs. Dallas, who had overheard this passage at arms; whereupon the girl, with a defiant glance at her tormentor, left the room. "Resurrectionists!" suggested Arkel; whereupon Major Jen shuddered..
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