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It seemed the right place to crawl to . There the following night he was to meet Rosemary and take her to California - his bride . His head boomed with a huge ache , but otherwise , because of the paralysis , he felt little pain .
It seemed the right place to crawl to . There the following night he was to meet Rosemary and take her to California - his bride . His head boomed with a huge ache , but otherwise , because of the paralysis , he felt little pain .
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Unlike Anne and herself , to whom it seemed likely every good thing would come , Elizabeth would probably never marry . And anyway she could never have children . She was going to teach in a school for the deaf . Not that it seemed to ...
Unlike Anne and herself , to whom it seemed likely every good thing would come , Elizabeth would probably never marry . And anyway she could never have children . She was going to teach in a school for the deaf . Not that it seemed to ...
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... hoping to borrow some rice from a friend . On the road , he could hear his own foot steps . For a moment , he was absorbed in the silence and stillness of the countryside . The whole universe seemed belonging to him .
... hoping to borrow some rice from a friend . On the road , he could hear his own foot steps . For a moment , he was absorbed in the silence and stillness of the countryside . The whole universe seemed belonging to him .
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