” “It is over for now,” he answered, “but I cannot bear to think that you are subject to this sort of thing. The blast shrieked, as if exulting in its wrathful mission. She is your sister, and God knows I wish her none. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. I want you.
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