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Avaunt! and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee! / Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold! / Thou hast no speculation in those eyes / Which thou dost glare with! Hence, horrible shadow! / Unreal mockery hence! / Macbeth
Continuation of the history of Don Raymond.