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"My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. “You are the most perfect, the most glorious of created things—tender, frank intellectual, brave, beautiful. After all, what can it matter? It was just to make sure. “So, since when does a grown man have to sneak behind the Laundromat to smoke a cigarette?” She asked 115 him. Oh, Heavens; that I should have ever indulged a hope of happiness while that terrible man lives!" "Compose yourself, Joan," said Wood; "all will yet be well.
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