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” “I am afraid,” she murmured, “that it would be difficult. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. Then he sat down again in a chair and said that people who wrote novels ought to be strung up.
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