I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. “Tell him to drive—anywhere,” she exclaimed. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon. Seeing John in Chemistry was the worst. I cannot explain beyond that. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. McClintock wrote me about you; but all I needed was the sight of your face as it was a moment gone.
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