She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. The door popped open with a sigh. “How do you know?” “Well, it isn’t exactly a depressing state, is it?” “YOU don’t know. “Queer letters he writes,” she said. “Maybe someday I can look them up again, just to see how they are doing. “Very funny.
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