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comes to call that afternoon with his aunt as chaperone, Doña Mercedes, a formidable widow with a cane, diamonds at her throat, and eyes sharper than sewing needles.
Doña Carmela tries to refuse them.
Doña Mercedes smiles.
“My nephew has traveled across half the Republic. I doubt your parlor will defeat him.”
They enter.
You are brought down twenty minutes continue reading …
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