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. " "But that's the point—I don't know. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. “MY DEAR FATHER,” she wrote,—“I have been thinking hard about everything since I was sent to this prison. His gaze drawn, Gerald watched him dip to pick up a crushed square of white linen and a starched object that resembled a helmet. Then most horribly she was clasped about the waist from behind and lifted from the ground.
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