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"I believe he is conscious," she answered. During the week, her uniform was the blue and white scrubs of a nurse, the job she had suffered at for twenty-seven years. The spinsters were not kind; they were only curious because she was odd and wore a dress thirty years out of date. He took a handful of almonds and raisins that she held out to him—for both these young people had given up the practice of going out for luncheon—and kept her hand for a moment to kiss her finger-tips. “Thank God,” he exclaimed.
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