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It filled her with indefinable fear. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. “I may not see the Widgetts for some little time, father,” she said. From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. D. What would you? I cannot fight them all. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. I knew it was in vain to cry 'murder!' in the Mint, so I had recourse to stratagem. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. His foot tapped impatiently, and he took up the papers.
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