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. You understand what I mean. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. ” Ennison dropped the evening paper which he had been pretending to read. “In Paris our lives were far apart, and we had seldom the same friends.
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