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She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. It was cheating, pitiful cheating. I pray you, Gérard, do not fail me. Close behind him stood the tall gaunt figure of Marvel, with his large bony hands, his scraggy neck, and ill-favoured countenance.
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