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She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night. ‘You know?’ ‘Come, come, Melusine. Jack, however, had an expedient for mastering this difficulty. Returning to Mrs Sindlesham’s chair, he held up the miniature so the face depicted there was turned towards the old lady. The ambitions of his life, and they were many, seemed to lie far away, broken up dreams in some outside world where the way was rough and the sky always grey. He could not tell by the look of her whether she was glad or sorry that presently she would be free.
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