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She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. Many’s the bullets I’ve dug out of fellows in my time. But his hand was withheld by Thames. Men were going hither and thither with barrows, and ladders and ropes, removing the rubbish, and trying to support the tottering habitations. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon.
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