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She thought of how tired she was, how exhausted, how hungry. “I liked him, and I never undeceived him. ” “But, my dear Peter!” said Miss Stanley. I shall find him yet. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations.
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