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It was a purse. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. ” He leaned towards her. It will take a month to clean up. Above her head was an aura of white fire. ” Drummond shook his head in melancholy fashion. "There! off with you!" whispered Mrs. Wood.
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