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Be so good as to let me pass, sir,” she added, looking her obstructor steadily in the face. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. "When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him.
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