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Anna sprang to her feet with a startled cry. ’ So pat, thought Gerald. ” “But I love you. “Ugh!” she said. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. " "Then, we'll lose no more time," returned Jack. ‘How disappointing,’ mourned Gerald. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. I see now that you make a game with me indeed.
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