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It wasn’t. They laughed and talked and stared about them. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. “You doubted me?” She joked. Furious shouting, and the thunder of running feet.
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