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The windows of these rooms were obscured with draperies, their floors a carpet patchwork; the china ornaments on their mantels were of a class apart. The father, granite; the daughter, fire: Spurlock saw the one and heard the other, his amazement indescribable. Free, there is nothing left to her but the canal.
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