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It was finished by the end of that year, each character having asserted itself pronouncedly in my imagination. Your face has flitted out of my watch-fire, and then I have been a haunted man. Of this I'm certain, however, she was much too good for him, and was never meant to be a journeyman carpenter's wife, still less what is she now. Playing became a way of escape. It was filled with sopping lichens and green benches too slimy to sit upon.
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