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" "At all events, let me send her away, my dear," supplicated the carpenter, anxious to avert the impending storm. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. . She was, she guessed, close to the library. There was a hint of tears in her voice.
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