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I want you to be my wife. It is dull—deadly dull. Her stifled misery had betrayed her. The man lingered. I didn’t go out of my way or anything. It was the sing-song girl idea, magnified many diameters. Even unbelieving biological demonstrators must respect decorum; and besides, you see—you were a student.
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