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Or else he was indeed obsessed. It was like pouring a strong acid over dulled metal. It contained three sovereigns, six and fourpence, two postage stamps, a small key, and her aunt’s return half ticket to Morningside Park. The agonized mother could scarcely repress a scream at the spectacle that met her gaze. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. She was aware of people—her aunt, her father, her fellow-students, friends, and neighbors— moving about outside this glowing secret, very much as an actor is aware of the dim audience beyond the barrier of the footlights. The ring's yours, and you're mine. Looking for something, or someone, probably.
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