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"But, pardon my intrusion. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. She still could not muster the strength to leave. ” “Very well,” Anna said. Her bonnet dropped off and was trampled into the gutter. .
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