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“What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?” The girl shook her head. He yielded his place and struck instead with his tongue. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. For fifteen years!—so long as I can remember! All I wanted was a little love, a caress now and then.
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