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"I'll be their substitute. She killed every month, twelve a year, and was for all intents and purposes a serial killer of middle aged men. Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I suppose. Spurling, for so was she named, had a warm nut-brown complexion, almost as dark as a Creole; and a moustache on her upper lip, that would have done no discredit to the oldest dragoon in the King's service. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry. I’ve never had a homemade Thanksgiving meal like that. "That young man had better watch his cough," said Spinster Prudence.
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