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Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call him “Mangles!” “I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. The Jew did not speak, but pointed to the audience-chamber. Shocked, Melusine shot out of that blanketing warmth of sensation.
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