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A paralyzing horror was upon her. "Your uncle, Sir Rowland?" "It is no idle boasting," replied the other. Folding his arms, he placed his back against the door, and burst into a loud laugh. Lucy tried not to notice the starched smell, overpowering and powdery.
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