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I still have a cross stitch she made for me of a little fairy sitting on a daffodil. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested. ” Courtlaw seemed about to say something. The last thing that she remembered was her eyes crossing as she tried to focus upon the crunch of leaves as she lay heaving upon them, dampening them further with the outpouring of her sweat as it leaked from her clothing. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember.
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