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I decided to go in and wait. Certainly not a gentlewoman. ‘Aye, that she was. I hate what I have to do to survive. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Very soon she would be able to forget it. And, thrusting a piece of iron into his mouth, he forced him out of the room. It’s awkward, but we’ll get round it somehow. ” The irrepressible smile curved Anna’s lips.

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