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I have always hated it. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. All at once it came to him what a fool he was to worry over this phase which was wholly suppositional. She heard the ocean in the distance, waves crashing on the beach, high tide. ‘You seem to understand the gentry very well.

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