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She lay still for a long time, and her mind resumed at a more tolerable pace. It’s these damned novels. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. It was the blood she found that cemented her decision that her foster daughter was a criminal. “Let your friends act for you.
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