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Our ideal had fallen. I saw their boat swept away, and heard the roar of the fall beneath the bridge; and no one, who was present, could doubt the result. There came a wild rush of anthropological lore into her brain, a flare of indecorous humor. She parted the curtains to find him standing there. All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her. You say you need a man.
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