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When she arrived at the Palazzo, not a single sentry was aware of her presence. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. The world had grown dark and wide, and she was very small. “If you were to ask me,” he would say, “I should say Blinders is straight. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him.
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