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” “Certainly,” Mrs. Surely Capes was different. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. ’ ‘Me, miss?’ uttered Mrs Ibstock doubtfully. ” She stopped buttoning her glove, and looked at him. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century.
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