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She was gone. ” “I am highly flattered,” she remarked, with subtle irony. She looked at the suitcase sadly and stashed it underneath her bed. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. Manning think?” said her aunt. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her eyes, nor thinned her raven hair.
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