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Marina gently passed the swaddled infant to his mother, who sat down on the bed proudly to nurse the baby, extracting a fat breast from her heavy gown. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Give me this picture. " "So I've found out the way to move her," thought the carpenter; "those tears will do her some good, at all events. “Can you give me any information as to this affair?” he asked.
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