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The winter of 1348 seemed to last an eternity, but the Pestilence struck in one day. “I’ll be here at one in the morning. “Alone, dear?” “Yes, aunt. It was rigged up for the occasion as it has been many a time before. . " 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. It began as a joke.
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