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Anna watched her from the windows, watched the carriage jolt away along the cobbled street and disappear. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. He next searched for his stockings and shoes, and when found, put them on. ‘Nothing. Ann Veronica said nothing.
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