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“I opened my eyes, and she was bending over my bedside. ” “Tut!” he said, fuming, and put out his hand to the papers in the pink tape. But she found an unknown lady’s discarded garments, and selected some of those that she tried on, sending Kimble off down the secret passage to load them onto the horse she had borrowed—unbeknownst to its owner—from Father Saint-Simon.
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