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She never even graduated high school, and that has been a thorn in her side ever since. Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. Russell burned like a beacon, but Capes illuminated by darting flashes and threw light, even if it was but momentary light, into a hundred corners that Russell left steadfastly in the shade. He knocked his pipe on the teak rail. He would get very cross one evening and no one would dare to remind him of it.
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