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The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. This spike is more than half cut through. I am a little afraid. She shuddered, adding confidentially, ‘You wouldn’t get me in there now, mind. They are tending to congregate, our poor French friends. Anna crossed the street, and letting herself in at No.

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