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. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. ” She glanced out of the window, and the distant trees were a froth of hard spring green and almond blossom. I was—I was a corespondent. It’s a tremendous blow, of course—but it doesn’t kill me. Luckily I’m not. They were a young man and an old one, and both appeared deeply affected. She had even played in an opera by Verdi once, but had to dress as a boy to do it.

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