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Particles of bullet were embedded in Rhea’s large
arm as she swung across the stones in her donated legs. “But I am sorry,” she exclaimed. "It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild. "I suspect our friend has thought better of it, and won't come," he remarked. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her
complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably,
by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes
which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely
more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. One doesn’t realize that even the sort of
civilization one has at Morningside Park is held together with difficulty.
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