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The idea of anything criminal never entered her thoughts. My letters are returned unopened, her maid will not even allow me across the doorstep. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. He hated himself a little for it. He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. And now you know. since the beginning.
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