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We dressed it in a little music. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. "O God!" he exclaimed, "I am severely punished. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. There must be something behind the missioner's actions, something of which the girl knew nothing nor suspected.
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