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. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. Like the flaws of an old marble. “I changed my last shilling yesterday. There was a bare chance that he had been mistaken. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. Not if I read her aright.
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