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As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. There's another lad at the gate waiting for him—the same who was here just now, that Sir Rowland was speaking of, who fastened up the jewelcase for her ladyship.
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