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” “There is no one else who has a key to your rooms?” “No one except my maid, who is away in Wiltshire. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. They were so nearly alike that the difference would be due to a shaky hand. Clear water gave away to gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock. Men ought not to idealize any woman. She liked to cook even though normal food was not nourishing to her.
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