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Ever since the young police officer had arrived on her doorstep the clock had started ticking faster. The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. ‘Yes, but I do not know why he should wish to do so, and therefore I cannot permit that he interferes. ’ ‘Well, but he was a deserter, you see. She continued to fan herself. “Your house is so huge. Bodies! Bodies! Horrible things! We are souls. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. You're the first widow I ever heard of who could withstand that lure. I don’t want to hear you.
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