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’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. "They say her son's taken at last, and is to be hanged. \" Lucy said. ’ ‘No, and I do not wish to do so,’ Melusine pointed out. . They are not your flowers. My garden-close would be a better thing than that.
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