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She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. . “Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. With a moment of inward shame he remembered his deportment towards Anna. Stonily he had disengaged himself.
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