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... , she turned and left.
Watching her figure, Elizabeth Thompson’s eyes were filled with ironic expressions.
Viola was just an absurd clown in a crude imitation, and she didn’t know what she had to be so arrogant about.
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True beauty lies in one’s bones, not in one’s skin. For someone like Elizabeth, who was full of grace and knowledge, only she could be considered a true beauty of grace and virtue.
What was Viola? ...
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