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What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. Wood resounded from below. Anna failed in her painting, our money was gone, and she was forced to earn her own living. A woman cannot change her soul. ‘Come, cry a truce.
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