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🏆 "To help, and to help so as to please me. That was the way to take them; it was what they had least expected. I marched up to them and looked each straight in the eye, giving him the chance to choose if he'd gratify me or gratify my son. He gratified me. They were too stupid!" Fleda, with a bright face, hesitated a moment. "As if I were one of those bad women in a play?"!

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