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The freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral shells the tide had brought in. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. ” He admonished. Suddenly he stopped short. "Your business, Sir?" returned the other, stiffly.
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