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She wedged the towel between her legs. The robbers proceeded singly, and kept on the grass skirting the road, so that no noise was made by their horses' feet. Poor little one. Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. ” They remained looking at each other for three or four seconds.

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