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To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. Tell me that you are not sorry to see me again. “You have not feeling enough. It will do its best to overlook things—” “If we let it, poor dear.
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