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She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. " "You…. For thirty years I have lived alone; but once upon a time I lived among men. She gloried in it: he needed her. It's a long time since we met, eight years and more. I must provide for my safety. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself.
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