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Yet she could not bring herself to hate the girl, or even Gianfrancesco, the one who would have sent her to her death more than once. The ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or festooned with dusty cobwebs. I should know you—in Heaven or Hell. I’ll give you, say, thirty-five guineas a week clear of expenses, and half of anything you earn above the two turns a night. "Strange!" observed the Master; "I thought he'd been at my elbow all this time.
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