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Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. Nothing but the constraint of social usage now linked him to her. She meditated long and carefully upon her letter to her father before she wrote it, and gravely and deliberately again before she despatched it. “I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident. But I am always afraid that he may get in while I am away. “I am frightened now.
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