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Laura was standing by the door, pale and scared. spoken to each other as if they had been lovers for many years, knowing all and more than all about each other, body and mind and heart. onged me, she said, her voice stinging with ice, and you do well to beg my pardon, which you shall not Through town records she tracked downthe site of her father's unmarked grave, arranged for a simpleheadstone and perpetual care.
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