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Elizabeth's philosophy was that the crime lay in being found out. But he had waited until night to retrieve the bundle of clothes and food that had been left on the doorstep for Charlotte. And beyond them, the Hall was lit up like a palace of ice. She would have done anything to share her sister's easy confidence.
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