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The fact that it was her trusted friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an insignificant thing in her mind. Do you think that I am utterly selfish?” She raised her eyebrows. ‘Let’s see now. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly.
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