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Cheveney was looking after her, I think, then. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. “I think she would,” she decided. Do you see why I have hidden the terrible things from you? I chose you because you are my perfect mate. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane.
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