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Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. One chance in a thousand, and that would be the girl. Don’t, don’t say anything now, not anything. ‘Go on, Gerald. ‘And it is perhaps not so necessary that I do so, because Joan has told me of another who may like to say I am the daughter of Mary Remenham. "I can," replied Trenchard. Springing to his feet in an ecstasy of terror, he stumbled, and had well nigh realized his worst apprehensions.
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