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“You frighten me!” He smiled at her indulgently. Anna was singing as she used to sing. ” It was a long, meandering talk, stupid, shameful, and unavoidable. Your aunt liked the pheasant. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered.
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