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Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. 1. In after years you can return to your own country—to your friends. For some days we shall be very idle there among the trees and rocks. CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought.
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