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\"Those look heavy. Her stifled misery had betrayed her. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. You don’t know what you’re saying, and I hope you never will. John. You say you have twenty-four hundred in your letter of credit. "There's a guinea to drink our health," she added, slipping a piece of money into his hand. Here it is.
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