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She often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. Whenever she came upon the obliterated word and paused, her father would say: "Faith. ’ The lashes fluttered demurely. Manning. I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. Mother? Suzanne Valade, her mother? With deliberation, he spoke. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. ‘But you will not be in a convent. She could not hide her face.
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