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God is a jealous God, and He turned upon me relentlessly. I’m sorry. . I don’t want to know. I said, that day at Surbiton, ‘There’s many good things in life, but there’s only one best, and that’s the wild-haired girl who’s pulling away at that oar. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. Then he threw the letter at me.
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