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Detached, it was not impossible that she would be forced to leave the dining room because of invading tears. But such is the perversity of the human that frequently thereafter he purposely crooked the part in his hair, to give her the excuse to fetch the comb. She was consumed by misery and hate. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. "What do you want?" he asked, in a gruff voice.
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