They could not go on. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. The freezing water reached her chin and she felt the heat of her body dispersing, creating a disappearing patch of warmth as her limbs froze. Stay where you are, Mr.
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