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’ She turned her head, eyes blazing. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. Hartford had a very respectable sound. He could not see these two shrinking misses capering about in a nun’s habit and brandishing a defiant pistol.
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