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dear Olva.

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how terrible it must have been!" He could only then catch her and hold her, and furiously press her against him.

"Oh, my dear, my dear--you don't mind!" They stayed together, like that, for a long time.
He could not think clearly, but in the dim recesses of his mind he saw that they had all--Mrs.Craven, Margaret, Rupert--taken it in the same kind of way.