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To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. The only thing they don’t fight over is the addition. “I just came to you and put myself in your hands. “It was my sister Anna. The open windows were above them now and, unless the intruder were to lean out, they could not possibly be seen.
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