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Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. She wedged the towel between her legs. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. It's almost worth while being sent to prison to have the pleasure of escaping.
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