No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. I made her my unwilling confederate. . Before there is any change, any real change, I shall be dead—dead—dead and finished—two hundred years!. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. That is why I am here.
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