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On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. One puts gloves on one’s greedy fingers. “I am sure of it. It goes to my heart to disappoint you, but this thing must not be. Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one.
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