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Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague. “I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt.
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