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The winter of 1348 seemed to last an eternity, but the Pestilence struck in one day. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. You know—if you want freedom. Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. Tum, tum, tirray, tum, tum, tum, te-tum—that thing of Mendelssohn’s! If making one human being absolutely happy is any satisfaction to you—” He held out his hands, and she also stood up. It should be the happiest day of your life, and I would not detract from its happiness by letting you remember for a moment that there are others to whom your inevitable decision must bring some pain. “Do you know why they are estranged?” Lucy asked.
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