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Her unnatural calm was giving way. She’s already spoken for. "Close the wicket, Austin," vociferated Ireton, in an authoritative tone. The Storm. She wanted to think. There was a gulf of eight years between her and the youngest of her brace of sisters—an impassable gulf inhabited chaotically by two noisy brothers. Using the shirt, she cleaned away the blood.
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