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"On my soul, yes," rejoined Jonathan. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. “I hope that Mr. Later, at the bottom of that envelope I found a letter. Already she had sent him twenty pounds, and never written to explain to him why it was she had not sent it back sharply directly he returned it. Without a single ornament about her neck, or hair, wearing the plainest of black gowns, out of which her shoulders shone gleaming white, she was easily the most noticeable and the most distinguished-looking woman in the room.
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