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The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain. ‘And it is perhaps not so necessary that I do so, because Joan has told me of another who may like to say I am the daughter of Mary Remenham. She did not twitch.
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