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"Enough," said the widow, gratefully. “You let him touch you!” John whispered back. “You’re. ‘I went to see him because I thought he ought to know about you, having already been imposed upon by our friend Gosse. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere.
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