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She took from among the litter a faded photograph and handed it to Joan. “Odd,” she said. “I’ve just turned it out.” “That’s the one,” said Mrs. Phillips. “I little thought I was letting myself in for being the wife of a big pot when Bob Phillips came along in ’is miner’s jacket.”
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