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‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. Her hair was held back in a filigreed barrette.
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