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“Flesh and flowers are all alike to me. . Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. Her husband had caught her leaning over a precipice into the ruins of the oubliette, and had punished her by flogging her back with a switch. White was scattered across the long stretches of pine trees and corn fields.
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