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” She was on the very verge of a vegetarian meal before she recovered her head again. The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. "Halloa, widow!" shouted a rough voice from below, "where the devil are you?" Mrs.
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