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But never would any so dishonour himself as to hand a fellow rogue over to the authorities. Then they dressed her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. . Maggot, laughing. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. ‘You were his daughter. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance.
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