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Think if your own mother was alive!” He paused, deeply moved. Melusine ripped at the buttons of the garment, dragging it open and away, and gasped at the massive red stain on his shirt. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. Wood, ironically; "but I used to think it required something more than mere words to prove that a person's character was abused.
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