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” “I came,” Anna answered, looking her sister steadily in the face, “to hear all that you can tell me about a man named Hill. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. He did not think of her as a killer, he could barely conceive it. ” She was silent for a time, with her nose on the pillow, and that brought her to: “What’s the good of pretending? “I love him,” she said aloud to the dim forms of her room, and repeated it, and went on to imagine herself doing acts of tragically dog-like devotion to the biologist, who, for the purposes of the drama, remained entirely unconscious of and indifferent to her proceedings. What need had she of Gerald, or anyone? Yet, if he was here, would he not make some foolish game with her and make her laugh? Instead of behaving in this fashion so stupide, and crying, crying, crying.
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