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Her eyes followed him. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. "Of course, I haven't the least evidence that the boy has done anything wrong; it's what I'd call a hunch; piecing this and that together. ‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that.
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