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"Heaven be praised she knows me at last. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. She pulled her veil down, and he knew that silence was best. Somebody to depend upon her; somebody to have need of her, if only for a little while.
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