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She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. "Yale? Why, so am I. Perhaps the sunken cheeks and the protruding cheekbones gave her this impression. " There was a roaring in her ears like that of angry waters. The little spot of rouge was vivid enough now by reason of this new pallor, which seemed to draw the colour even from her lips.
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