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She winked at him as he shut the door. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip. His pulses beat fast as he walked, his feet fell lightly upon the pavement. I am not boring you, am I?” She raised her eyes to his and smiled into his face. " "Look here, my boy, that attitude is all damned nonsense. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart.
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