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‘There is little I can do at present. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. You jumped, and I think that you left me. Why? If she had put the query to herself, she could not have answered it.
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