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... ng in front of her.
His clothes were ragged, his face was pitch-black and covered in dust, his hair was matted with mud, and his trousers were smeared with mud.
She looked at him with disdain.
"Where did you come from, you beggar? Stay away!"
"Where is the beautiful pregnant woman carrying twins who you just mentioned?"
"Why should I talk to you - ah!" The midwife’s words were cut off.
The man’s hand was on her throat, a little force, nearly causin ...
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