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"Bill," he said, with his voice dancing, "that's the most effective apology I ever heard. You were sorry to some point." Judith's face assumed a smooth blankness that passed unnoticed by both Elinor and Patricia, now intent on finishing their breakfast and getting off. "I think we might let her share with us this time," she said gently, and Judith's relief was beautiful to behold..
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