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When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. ‘You cannot read my mind at all, monsieur. . “Women have been and are treated as the inferiors of men, we want to make them their equals. ” “You have seen her—since last night?” “Yes.
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