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” “Oh, Drummond’s dinner!” she repeated. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. “It has all been a mistake, hasn’t it?” “No more talking,” the doctor interposed. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous. ” “Isn’t that a little extreme?” “I am an extreme person at times. The door is open, so it is needless to ask leave to enter.
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