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“Round midnight, I think. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. “John’s here. ‘The gatehouse? But why must you move him at all?’ ‘Listen, missie. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. After the first onset several of the women who had apartments to let said she would not do for them, and in effect dismissed her.
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