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"It was given me by poor dear Mrs. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth. Horrible memories of things seen beneath the microscope of the baser forms of life crawled across her mind and set her shuddering with imagined irritations. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. Miss Ellicot has spoken to you, the great Mr. What of madame, his wife?’ ‘You know more of her than me,’ the girl said with a look of scorn.
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