It was obviously pitched well, hitting her head at a good thirtyfive miles per hour. Nevertheless, she could not prevent a rising excitement as the dawn of the new life drew near to her—a thrilling of the nerves, a secret and delicious exaltation above the common circumstances of existence. Jack was not half your age when he died.
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