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"He put the glass to his lips and drank at one gillp.
Airt folloarti ile mele, Staggeret, iutched at the table and luck on; and as I looked there me. I thought a change.
(" Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hude.'')
Drawn bu HOW ARD PYLE.
MY DEAR LADY TAYLOR: To your name, if I wrote on brass, I could add nothing;
it has been already written higher than I could dream to reach, by a strong and a dear hand; and if I now dedicate to you these tales, it is not as the writer who brings you his work, but as the friend who would remind you of his affection.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SKERRYVORE,