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The Disguise 261 VI. . That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured. Moreoever, it had cost her a whipping and several days’ imprisonment in her cell on bread and water. "Auntie?" he cried. "Because it's not like you," was her answer. \" He leaned at a steeper pitch. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. Free, there is nothing left to her but the canal.
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