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And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. She did this to please him. Of course, he had no idea who I was. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. That is so awful. After all a thousand pounds is a trifle to rid you of an upstart, who may chance to deprive you of tens of thousands. Sir John felt and looked several years younger. I'll call for you after lunch. I’ll take over here.
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