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Why do you look so sad?” She opened her eyes wider and stifled her emotions. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. She said as much to him. We struggle against it at first, but in the end we have to submit. Ben had scarcely adjusted his oars, when the gleam of a lantern was seen moving towards the bank. Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or conversation, never lost a friend. “You must play for us again sometime.
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