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You see, the horse it does not belong to me, nor to the nuns. She drew in a deep breath of the sweet mountain air. ” A shade of concern darkened Carol Diedermayer’s face. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. " "Ah, yes. “We always have things out with OUR father, poor dear!” said Hetty. The bridge was protected on either side by a railing with bannisters placed at wide intervals. ‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. The minute he discovers Roding here, he’ll know something is up.
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