“They have no plans for us. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. ‘Here we go again. You cannot depart hence. He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. He’s got flowers.
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