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\"I don't think so. He has three days to live. I’ve just seen him. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. Now, he must have folks somewhere. ” “You are jealous,” she declared contemptuously. When other kids got sick at school, they always had Moms who would rescue them within minutes.
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