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May 24, 2025
"Yes; like a street arab. He was one, once, you know, major, and has not forgotten his early habits. Well, he was driven with the carriage to Deanminster." Elinor laid her hands on the table and Patricia could see that the fingers were twisted together until the knuckles showed white. "Oh, then," said Etwald, turning toward Jen, "I am not to be accused of the murder." "Oh, that was rubbish," said Jen, contemptuously. "You didn't mean it.".
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