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"Yes, sir. A traitor to your foster-brother, who was your rival. It is because Maurice loved the woman who hates you that you act the unworthy part of defending his murderer." "Why, it's all ready," cried Patricia wondering at her changed manner. "We put the sliced lemon on the very last thing." When she returned to her post after a brief nap on the wide couch, everything was quiet, much to her disgust..
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