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‘C’est ridicule. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever.
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