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” “But, my dear Peter!” said Miss Stanley. Her figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. Feel for the lock, and prize it open,—you don't need to be told how. I have found you.
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