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God, Lucy, what’s it been, how many years?” “I’m so sorry, John. And I've already told you the accident was not Jack's fault. “Are you a special sort of clergyman,” she said, after a pause, and looking down her nose at him, “or do you go to the Universities?” “Oh!” he said, profoundly. This—all this swamps them. “And, after all, I am just one common person!” She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. She vanished from the laboratory for a week, a week of oddly interesting days.
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