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She was a schizophrenic, got locked up later in some sort of state mental ward. Abruptly, Gerald turned. " "Confidentially, I'm assured that he has another. I believe that I have heard my sister speak of you. They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. Sorry.
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