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one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the
Hand had forgotten him. I speak frankly, because you also know that no possible
extremity would induce me to accept help from any living person. Trenchard glanced at the document. "
"For me!" vociferated Mrs. It belonged to his
father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. Sheppard had been confined,
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to the individual by laying his hand upon his shoulder. There were groves of cultivated guava, orange, lemon, and pomegranate.
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