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Wednesday, 10 August 2011

the fold in Jane Austen

As he folded up the letter, she saw her with a sort of anxious parade of mystery fold up a letter. When it was folded up and returned, it was then folded up, sealed and directed with eager rapidity and folded it up in a piece of white paper. Leaning over it with folded arms, and face concealed, a white cotton counterpane, properly folded