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... room and even bed for some, she had always had a rather easily disturbed sleep, so the repeated slamming of what was assumed to be a window shutter or door easily stirred the girl awake, yawning and cracking her neck, dexterously moving over her sisters and stepping onto the floorboards, messy brown hair falling upon face and back, garbed in a nightgown several times too large for her.
Grabbing a small oil lamp, navigating the dark room expertly, she set out to find just what had been i ...
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