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The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. He struck out from the shoulder, and the man measured his length upon the pavement. ’ ‘But she must have known I’d longed to hear of you. And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. '—'No fear o' that,' thought I.
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