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It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark. “Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. They had shared almost seventy five wonderful years there in nearly utter seclusion before it came time to move on. ’ There was a silence. Joan told me it was hung somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time.
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