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Michelle's home was one of the smaller palaces, made solidly of red brick with charming black shutters and window boxes full of drooping violets. Jonathan Wild must have stolen it from her. McClintock, coming from below, saw them and went forward. “Good-bye, John,” she said simply. “Please call me Carol. She was surprised at his modesty.
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