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"I was born in the South Seas and I am on my way to America, to an aunt. It felt too good. To get behind that impenetrable curtain, to learn why she hated her island. What was the objection? She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face. Do you think I forget it? Didn't they help themselves to all the plate and the money —to several of my best dresses, and amongst others, to my favourite kincob gown; and I've never been able to get another like it! Marry, come up! I'd hang 'em all, if I could. Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. "Did I hear you …" began McClintock.
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