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There was enough contra-light to render her ethereal. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. " "Hoddy," she repeated. “Forgive me,” he said. I shall still believe in you.
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