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"Love me, love my dog! Because I've scolded him and told him a few truths, you are ice to me. It ought never to have begun. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. She felt herself shaking again. At first she thought that the woman was just a servant. He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand. Her husband was prouder of her every day. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so.
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