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The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. She found a clean sweatshirt and soft pajama pants, glad to trade the wet for the dry. “There’s twenty before you, and Mr. ’ ‘I’m afraid you are right. We are nuns. “I am sorry that I have murdered you. I had no idea!” She sat down abruptly and threw her wrists limply upon the table. “I have made no arrangements as yet— none at all. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling.
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