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When Magnolia and the major had gone out, each on their several devices, poor Mrs. Macnamara called Biddy, their maid, and told her, in a vehement, wheezy, confidential whisper in her ear, though there was nobody by but themselves, and the door was shut.
'Biddy, now mind - d'ye see - the lady that came to me in the end of July - do you remember?
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