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“Each of us could be under a cloud of suspicion for the rest of our lives."

"A black spot," Dour Elinor intoned. "A blemish upon our maiden purity."

"Oh, no, surely not," disgraceful Mary Jane replied. "Not for such a trifling thing as neglecting to mention the death of a headmistress and her nasty brother. No one could really be upset over that. It takes much more fun to leave a blemish upon one's maiden purity.”