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Hilda Wade

CHAPTER V
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"My hands were trembling--and it somehow slipped through them.

I am not...

quite myself...

not quite well this afternoon.

I ought not to have attempted it." The Professor's deep-set eyes peered out like gleaming lights from beneath their overhanging brows.


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