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When I promised to marry you I thought I could; I thought it was a possible arrangement. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. Its smooth surface soothed her nerves. WE don’t think they’re right, but they don’t think we are.
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