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” “It is my wish to be alone,” she said wearily. She remembered possessing it during the Gold Rush. Probably a sick man's whim. . . The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. ” Hill closed his eyes.
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