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One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. The child was now within reach; and, in another moment, he would have executed his deadly purpose, if an arm from behind had not felled him to the ground. " "Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. There it was—to be borrowed. There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man. From other obscure hints dropped by the speakers, Mrs.
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