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The words seemed to me as absolute and inevitable as air , and I could not conceive of them as ever having been written by anyone . Even now , through the clutter of literary know - how that accumulates round our reading , I think the ...
The words seemed to me as absolute and inevitable as air , and I could not conceive of them as ever having been written by anyone . Even now , through the clutter of literary know - how that accumulates round our reading , I think the ...
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The paddles were worn and of a different sort of wood ; they seemed to have been water logged , and were a dull white . Hyatt thought how inelegant it was . Mr. Wheeler spoke , " This is one of our most prized possessions .
The paddles were worn and of a different sort of wood ; they seemed to have been water logged , and were a dull white . Hyatt thought how inelegant it was . Mr. Wheeler spoke , " This is one of our most prized possessions .
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It was a deserted old old straw hat with black flowers on it that road that ran in back of our property , and bobbed up and down when she walked , yet it somehow seemed to me to stretch on and I wondered where she came from .
It was a deserted old old straw hat with black flowers on it that road that ran in back of our property , and bobbed up and down when she walked , yet it somehow seemed to me to stretch on and I wondered where she came from .
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