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Phantastes by George MacDonald
....the two ladies, who sat beside her, spoke in the gentlest tones of subdued sorrow. 'She has lain so for an hour.' 'This cannot last long I fear.' 'How much thinner she has grown within the last few weeks! If only she would speak and explain what she suffers, it would be better for her.
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