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“Oh, theories! Being in love is a fact. " And he pointed significantly to the hand. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. “I’ll try to stop by. Spurling and Marvel rose too. Hollyhocks make one think of a bright June Sunday and the way to church!" "Do you suppose that young fool has done anything?" The doctor shrugged.
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