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The letter will explain all. "Can't you see? I can't hurt her, if … if she cares! I can't tell her I'm a madman as well as a thief!… What a fool! What a fool!" A thief. “And yet you still live, Butterfly. ” He said. We two just love each other—the real, identical other—all the time. He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave. I am afraid, Anna, just a little afraid, that in Paris I and my friends here might seem a trifle advanced. ’ ‘Believe me, she wouldn’t have cared. To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. ’ ‘Yes, she duped me finely,’ agreed Gerald. We have only those phantoms called memories, which are the husks of dreams.
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