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’ ‘That’s right,’ agreed the militiaman, coming forward to stand before her. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared.
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