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Her depression since the “accident” had possessed her, she no longer cared how she looked as her beauty helped her not. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. “My hand! This isn’t the place. "Would you expose yourself to fresh risk? If it hadn't been for her you wouldn't have been placed in your late jeopardy. Every movable mirror had been placed here, to discourage vanity, and since no whitewash covered the brocaded purple wallpaper, its pervasive hue gave an added sense of heaviness to the crowded chamber. In some instances she tantalizes the victim for years and mocks him in the end.
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