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. ” “And mine,” murmured his companion, with the smile still lingering upon his lips. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. Then suddenly the curtain would fall. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale. You have never seen the child within your arms perishing from hunger, and no relief to be obtained.
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