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She looked at it with a little shudder, but she made no motion to take it. ’ ‘Mercy me,’ gasped the nun. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. Then Manning flopped back in his chair and dropped his chin like a man shot. The lady had disappeared. However, no one had discovered me, so I contrived to drag myself to my horse. He went to the door.
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