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“That’s what we narcs have to do. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. She was taken dreadfully ill on the road, with spasms and short breath, and swoonings,—worse than ever she was before. But there was something else; and in his befogged mental state the comparison eluded him.
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