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"Yes," replied Maurice, deliberately. "I suspect Dido, the negress." "Can't find anything," he said at last, letting me go and looking carefully at my face. His eyes were all anxiety; and I liked it. "When does it hurt you, and how?" he asked anxiously. "She does.".
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