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She disengaged her hands and stood up. “But what are you going to do?” asked Hetty. She looked at the white ankle socks on her feet and was reminded simultaneously of her pajama outfit and the suitcase that still lay underneath the bed. It penetrated the skin; benumbed the flesh; paralysed the faculties.
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