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She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly. Take it, and take the estates, in Captain Sheppard's name. And now her father said she must not go. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. “I confess it.
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