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‘You put that thing away now, missie. The afternoon had passed now into twilight. As the secret door opened, the sounds within the house came at once to her ears: the tramping of feet above, and the hoarse voices echoing through the mansion. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. ” 209 Clotilde was no fool.
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