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You care for me a little, I know. In a tall glass the rind of a Syrian orange was arranged in spiral form. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. Detention was merry for the other detainees. "I have nothing. To-night I locked up my flat at six o’clock.
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