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"But I hate him!" In spite of all his conjecturing, the major found himself unable to answer this question. Therefore, like a wise man, he possessed himself in patience until the next morning. Most of the night he passed in the room where poor David was laid out, for he was determined that this time the body should not be stolen. As he pondered during the long and silent hours, he reflected that he had lost the opportunity of forcing Dr. Etwald to say what he had done with the body of Maurice. It had not been found in his house, and, notwithstanding all questioning, Etwald--with his changeless smile--had refused to state where it was. "Who lighted the lamp?" demanded Jen, sharply..
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Step into the realm of chance and destiny with Coin Flip Game. Witness the magic of a simple coin toss as it unveils your fate. Will it be heads or tails? The choice is yours to make!I tried logging in using my phone number and I
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