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"Well, lad, supposing you read what the editor has to say?" was McClintock's suggestion, when the frolic was over. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. No tricks would serve. “Dear friend,” she said, “this is a matter which you must leave to me to do as I think best.
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