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Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. "I can't hold it much longer—it'll break my wrist. . ‘I have only borrowed it. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. “Why not?” He asked.
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