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” She replied dryly. “Of course,” he ventured, “I could try for more at the ‘Alhambra. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. I can’t imagine Londoners—particularly interested in me. And there was another matter.
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