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My only love is for my poor lost son. She became aware of the Scotch student regarding her with stupendous amazement, a tea-cup poised in one hairy hand and his faceted glasses showing a various enlargement of segments of his eye. " The stranger said nothing, but hastily brushed away a tear. ” Resigned, she rosined the bow and tightened the loose strings. To reach it would be a most difficult undertaking. Les Misérables, A Tale of Two Cities, Henry Esmond, The Last Days of Pompeii, The Marble Faun … Love stories! Until her arrival in Singapore, she had never read a novel.
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