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his voice to be heard above thedin of voices and the clank of chairs and tables being set down andshoved into place. Her 4dark hair had escaped its barrette altogether and fell like a wildhorse's mane around her shoulders. A madman stole herchild. Is it? She smiled automatically, blankly, as if she were speakingwith a stranger.
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