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“You mustn’t say anything more to your mother, Michelle. He did not think of her as a killer, he could barely conceive it. The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps. I will shed no more blood. ‘I’ve had enough of this. Wood.
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