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Then her eyes flashed. I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. " "But you can imagine it. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. He saw it in book-covers, on the stage. 275 “Yes!” She answered, feeling joy and fear well in her chest. The second look told me I was wrong.
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