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” He examined the emerald in his hands and placed it carefully on the glass table. I cannot be intimate—’ stressing the word with a deep look ‘— with one I feel to be a stranger. “Your mother was a Gypsy. Voices floated down, but there was no sound of pursuit. Arriving at the chapel, their wonder increased. “All right so far,” she said to herself.
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