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He looked about for his hat, and put it on. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. “Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?” Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. Anna tore it open and passed it to Courtlaw. A deadlock. Drink this!” He poured out a glass of wine with a firm hand, and held it to her lips. I have nothing, nothing that can possibly be passion for you.
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