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While the major, hardly able to credit his own eyes, was staring at the dead body of his dear lad, Jaggard, attracted also by the strange cry, came running up. "Ask him," repeated Mrs. Dallas. "Ah, but how about Doris?" questioned Elinor sadly. "Isn't she to be remembered?".
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