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But Miss Stanley took no notice of these things. But I must summon my janizaries. Rhea writhed and scuttled about like a crab. Many of the soldiers dismounted, and called for drink. I can’t stand it. She heard this standard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness that astonished herself. I do swear. Then she called a hansom and drove home. She did not twitch.
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