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She must be beautiful, but beauty is only the beginning. A severe pang shot through Jack's heart, and he would have given worlds if he possessed them to have seen his friend once more. “You remind me of the story which they tell against us over here, you know—of the Englishman who refused to be saved from drowning because he was unacquainted with his rescuer. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. “Don’t you understand? It is I whom you cared for in Paris, not Anna. We can see round them and behind them and through them, and most of us use that knowledge, in the silent way we have, for our great ends. Take it, if I die. ” “No,” cried Miss Miniver, almost vehemently. From the first I could see that neither believed my story.
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