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She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. "An audience might have frightened the birds. “I want two words—with Miss Pellissier alone,” Hill pleaded. If he had nothing to tell her, she had nothing to ask.
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