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John turned toward the short staircase as she alit upon the first creaky step. “Women are mocked,” she said. Near the body, which, it will be surmised, was that of Abraham Mendez, two ruffianly personages were seated, quietly smoking, and bestowing no sort of attention upon the new-comers. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. ‘Martha was my wet-nurse? But she is unmarried.
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