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She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. “My name is certainly Pellissier,” she said, “but I am very sorry—I do not recognize you in the least. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town.

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