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His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street. “Forty guineas a week. “I say!” he cried.
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