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HE MOVED UNSTEADILY TOWARDS ME, HIS EYES STARING FROM THEIR SOCKETS. ‘ FOR GOD’S SAKE STOP ! ’ HE WHISPERED HOARSELY.

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue XX, 16 November 1895, Page 613

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HE MOVED UNSTEADILY TOWARDS ME, HIS EYES STARING FROM THEIR SOCKETS. ‘ FOR GOD’S SAKE STOP ! ’ HE WHISPERED HOARSELY. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue XX, 16 November 1895, Page 613

HE MOVED UNSTEADILY TOWARDS ME, HIS EYES STARING FROM THEIR SOCKETS. ‘ FOR GOD’S SAKE STOP ! ’ HE WHISPERED HOARSELY. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue XX, 16 November 1895, Page 613