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” “I began to be afraid you might not come at all. It mattered not whether she flunked the year as she would soon be gone. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window. "It reminds you of a red sea suddenly petrified. You are all the beauty in the world. ” “Of course I am.
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