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"Where is the boy?" demanded Sir Rowland. “Oh Christ! How old were you?” “Just—well, I was young. . ” A fair-haired young Englishman looked up from the depths of his easy chair. “Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!” “Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the contents. “And you?” “Same thing. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon.
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