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‘They cannot help it. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. ” Ramage reflected. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested.
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