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She said:
'Many suitors came and asked for my hand. I carried on weaving by day. At night, in the dark, I unpicked what I'd woven. Clandestine work that could not be proven.
I said, of course, my hand could be won; as soon as my shroud was finished, was spun. I would carry on weaving until it was done. The web of deceit had begun.'
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