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Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. He dropped the key on the counterpane. Some of the delicate colour which the afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. ’ ‘That is what you think? Let us try!’ ‘Don’t be idiotic!’ She was backing from him, reaching through one of the slits she had carefully manufactured in her petticoat. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. " There were two Condemned Holds,—one for each sex.
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