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You must live for me. She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. Later, at the bottom of that envelope I found a letter. I took the money myself, and ought to know.
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