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\"Really. It was surely odd that her thought should pick up that picture and recast it so vividly. Darrell. I drew out what I had saved and boarded the first ship out. Sometimes her straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy. An ancient smile lay on his lips. She had started wearing the dresses he bought for her, the white and blue shift he said, “brings out the color in your eyes”. What does it matter? It is here, and it is here to stay.
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