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‘Who’s this, then? Not soldiers again. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. As she came close, he took a pace forward and seized her from behind, one strong arm clamping her tight against his chest, the free hand seizing her about the mouth, stifling the cry that gurgled in her throat. Oh dear!—oh dear! Be careful of him," she added to her husband, "and get it over quickly, or never expect to see me again. She had, it was true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered.
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