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🎮 “And mind your p’s and q’s,” she added. “You’re in a difficult position. And not all the eyes watching you are friendly.” Mary seemed troubled. Evidently, as Miss Ensor had stated, advice was not her line. “Perhaps he’s got to do it, dearie,” she suggested.!

🏆 They discussed Joan’s plans. It looked as if things were going to be easy for her. “He who in his heart—” there was verse and chapter for it. Joan was a murderess. Just as well, so far as Joan was concerned, might she have taken a carving-knife and stabbed Deacon Hornflower to the heart.!

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