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She forced her clammy hands back over the wound, she cast desperately around for something to think about beside the murmuring horror at her feet. She began to sing, in a scarcely audible voice, and through chattering teeth: "L-lay m-me to sl-leep in sh-sheltering flame, O M-master of the Hidden F-fire! W-w-ash pure my heart, and c-cleanse f-for me M-my Soul's D-desire!"
"Oh, m-master Hangman," he whispered, "y-you're too l-late j-just too late!" And so, like a weary child settling itself to rest, he pillowed his head upon his arm, and sighing fell asleep. Then Mr.
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