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She and I were very close. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. “You are of the genus obstinate,” he said. I came here to beg you not to sign that contract. “Let us put the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and Ann Veronica agreed.
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