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And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. Very well, then. “I’d never have a day of peace again, John. That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured. Her time and effort was justly rewarded, because the hard cold facts she knew about neighborhood intrigues were better than fictional soap operas. (What was the name he had given her that day?) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours.
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