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His sister appeared. They turned off at Glen Grove, a sleepy town of less than two hundred. Happy Thanksgiving. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. On reflection, it occurred to him that he might, perhaps, be able to loosen the iron fillet; a notion no sooner conceived than executed. Look at these walls. ” “Not exactly.
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