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He found Evelyn on her knees before a hot fire, bravely trying to hold level one of the several pots that were sizzling there. Her drooping hair smothered her small hot face, and perspiration stood like dew on her anxious little upper lip. “Oh, she’ll eat when she gets hungry, never fear.” “Who is Mr. Zalhamber?” asked Howard, as though he had forgotten his existence..
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