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"Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. ‘I must. "It is your son. He had barely settled at his desk in his library, when he was disturbed by two morning callers. Let me go, Sir. ’ ‘Only a few minutes, miss. \" Michelle said dejectedly. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder. The white haze of poison clouded her eyes.
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