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She realized that he was the sort of man one does not think much about at dinners. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. While this was passing, Jonathan had ridden back to Marvel to tell him that all was ready, and to give him his last instructions. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. She reached for the door handle.
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