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“I am sick of it. The pistol fell to the floor. Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by the nameless glory of these lonely months. ” She looked at him with uplifted eyebrows—a look of whimsical incredulity. If I had never met anything of you at all but a scrap of your skin binding a book, Ann Veronica, I know I would have kept that somewhere near to me. Never mind, I’ve got plenty.
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