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she
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I saw a flicker of sadness in her eyes. I could not sustain my
distrust. She wiped her eyes with a casual movement of her
hand.
There was a natural break in the conversation at that point.
It was getting dark by then and writing was very difficult;
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I use the
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the

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The windows were open and there was still light. It must have
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I asked
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