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At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. You didn’t even do that Vee; not even that. You represented to us the immaculate Briton, the one Englishman who typified the Saxonism, if I may coin a word, of our race. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping.
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