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” He said. "Get ready your heaviest irons, Austin. But I mustn't think of these things, or I shall grow mad. From time to time she would come upon a line of singular beauty or a paragraph full of haunting music; and these would send her rushing on for something that never happened. You see I am rather obstinate. A man’s children nowadays are not his own. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled.
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