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"You are alone?" said one of the spinsters—Prudence Jedson. ” She looked down at the flowers, still in shock, and gently laid them over her arm like a Miss America candidate practicing a crowning ceremony at a pajama party. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor.
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