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She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. ’ Mrs Prudence Sindlesham, a widow of several years’ standing, so she told Gerald, was a scarecrow of a female, long and lank of limb in a figure that had once been willowy. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. It’s—Mrs. Emir'in bu konudaki hayali, bir gün gerçekleşecekti.
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