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It was no use. Get it off your soul. ‘He destroyed the papers?’ ‘That’s right,’ Roding said, throwing her a glance of frowning surprise, as if he had not rated her intelligence so high. Terrific yells rent the air. ‘What is this fate?’ ‘Un mariage of no distinction. That is the dreadful truth. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind.
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