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It hardly served his interests. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that. Obey my orders, and you've nothing to fear. His own peculiar genius—a miracle key to the hidden things in men's souls—had given him this immediate and astonishing illumination.
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