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She had to make sure, for the peace of her mind, that this was really the man. Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. But when she was thinking it over in her room that evening vague and baffling doubts came drifting across this conviction. He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. He was not sure that the boy had put himself beyond the pale; merely, the boy's actions pointed that way. She flew up the covered stairs and knocked upon his door. They went to the gate and stopped there, gabbed with their men, and didn’t even dismount. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness.
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