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” He rolled his eyes, trying 190 to conceal pride. Oh, and only look at those stains,’ cried Miss Froxfield, gesturing at the blood on the ruffles to the sleeves of Melusine’s riding-habit, and on the chemise she wore under it. ” She felt, with a sudden horror, that she might weep.
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