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” She shook her head gently. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. In the corner of the room were two hockey-sticks and a tennis-racket, and upon the walls Ann Veronica, by means of autotypes, had indicated her proclivities in art. Promise me that you’ll contact the police if she ever calls you on the phone, or worse, shows up at your school. ” He signed his name and reflected.
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