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” “Two years ago,” she answered. I’ll see you Seventh Period!” She said, quickly ducking into the English Room. Bird, the turner, to give him an order this evening. ” He panted. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year.
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