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She could see that he was curious, so she sat upon him and they rocked back and forth. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. ‘Grace à dieu, he breathes still. Have you not tired of sadness and pain?” 81 She thought she could hear tears in his voice but would not look at him. They’ll know.
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