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"Oh! that is really shocking," says Violet, with a curl of her very short upper lip. In the night, together, in sleep, without pain, their shadows had departed to the Sandhills. "No, no; this is not a time to forsake one in trouble," says Mona, faithfully, but with a long, shivering sigh. "I need see nothing, but I must speak to Kitty.".
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