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“DEAR MR. ” Her heart leaped within her as she caught that phrase. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. He knew she had been weeping. He has helped me out of scrapes though, no end of times. She had, it was true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered. She had felt very uncomfortable around him, grotesque.
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