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She was frowning, but it was evident that her initial fright had left her. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. As a consequence of its small size, it was possible to get along with the work on a much easier and more colloquial footing than a larger class would have permitted. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. "No. The cloth nearly touches the floor.
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