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The attempt was
unsuccessful. Do you want me, too?”
“Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of
rapture. A person of somewhat artificial graces and mannerisms, she was
for once in her life perfectly natural. And then
presently these clouds began to wear thin and expose steep, deep slopes, going
down and down, with grass and pine-trees, down and down, and at last, through
a great rent in the clouds, bare roofs, shining like very minute pin-heads, and a
road like a fibre of white silk-Macugnana, in Italy. If Jack
should die, all though her fault, she could never forgive herself. John, I have something to say to you. . ”
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She hung up the phone.
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