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The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. You know not what a wretched guilty thing I am.
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