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You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. They were sure to catch up with her. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. For hours after she had not been sensible to life, only to exquisite echoes. Your uncle—our uncle is with him. The angels in Heaven shall not tear you from me. "There is nobody else.
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