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‘You are Mrs Ibstock, I think,’ she said eagerly. And I think I will indeed blow off your imbecile head. Her hair had begun to grow back, it now swept to her shoulders. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket.
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