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Rhea’s head exploded into a spray of blood, brain, and bone. And the woollen-draper departed. She would have to leave very soon. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. ‘The general himself?’ ‘How shall I get my inheritance if the general will believe that pig?’ ‘Do wish you wouldn’t keep on calling him a pig,’ Martha begged.
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