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Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. She remembered possessing it during the Gold Rush. “There I can’t help,” said Capes. ” The man hesitated. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. ” “I am convinced of it,” she answered.
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