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There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. "Come to me!" cried the poor maniac, who had crawled as far as the chain would permit her,—"come to me!" she cried, extending her thin arm towards him. ‘Well she does,’ insisted Miss Froxfield impenitently, and turned to Gerald. There was a strained, eager expression on his face.
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