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“What a hypocrite you are. He bent to her hand, and she slipped off the ring and gave it to him to examine. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. After all, Hilary must be near returned by now. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets.
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