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“It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. She closed her eyes as if asleep, her hands folded neatly on her abdomen. He won’t be in uniform. Dinner was served at 5:30. Martha had the square look of solid English citizenry, which was not deceiving. “I expect it is pretty well in shreds by now.
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