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She remembered possessing it during the Gold Rush. “What about blood banks? Have you ever tried them?” “I don’t just take blood, John. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. But the mere recognition of his son’s signature was enough to stoke the fires of his long-held rage.
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