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CHAPTER XI. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. There was a mad musician, seemingly rapt in admiration of the notes he was extracting from a child's violin. "If things had gone smoothly," he thought, "I should have cursed the fellow's stupidity. ” Carolyn shushed him modestly. \" Diane Vorsack chirped with the grin of a Cheshire Cat, extending her right hand in greeting. " "My boots! Fire and fury! They won't fit you; they are too large. She was not allowed to bathe herself: another prisoner, with a privileged manner, washed her.
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