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Some automaton within her produced in a quite unfamiliar voice the remark, “They’re playing football. ” He looked at her very gravely. Her faculties seemed for a moment numbed. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. “Besides, it is not so. ‘Troops?’ ‘Go, man,’ urged the major in an undervoice. ” She looked at him with fluttering eyelids—sweetly grateful. " Thames tried to answer her, but his voice failed him.
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