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Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. And then they disgorged. "I yield to fate. She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come.
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