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"I understand," replied the stranger, unable to repress a smile. She sat, crouched together, by the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go. “Well?” she said. "At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up. “Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger. She was fine and tender. “No, it was simple.
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