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They seemed so little a part of him , so alien to his thoughts and to the sick sad pumping of his blood . It seemed as if he had been talking forever . ... And because there was no sanctuary , he forced down the thought of escaping .
They seemed so little a part of him , so alien to his thoughts and to the sick sad pumping of his blood . It seemed as if he had been talking forever . ... And because there was no sanctuary , he forced down the thought of escaping .
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His smile wavered a little , and she thought his face grew sad . “ I was an only child , and my wife was never blessed with children . Last year my wife died , and now I'm all alone in the world . " His face looked soft and helpless ...
His smile wavered a little , and she thought his face grew sad . “ I was an only child , and my wife was never blessed with children . Last year my wife died , and now I'm all alone in the world . " His face looked soft and helpless ...
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Then she frowned for just a moment ; why do they keep on coming ? she thought . But immediately she smiled again . What do I care ? she thought . 3 “ It's disgraceful , ” Ruth was saying . “ Old Mrs. Mendelssohn got a letter from her ...
Then she frowned for just a moment ; why do they keep on coming ? she thought . But immediately she smiled again . What do I care ? she thought . 3 “ It's disgraceful , ” Ruth was saying . “ Old Mrs. Mendelssohn got a letter from her ...
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