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“Oh, that. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. As Melusine approached the door, she saw Kimble speed up. I know you. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. They had cried a little, both. “YOU had to come in. ” “I have been through dozens of foster parents, John. John was acutely focused upon her now, just as she had wanted him to be.
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