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” Anna drew out her purse at once. He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Vorsack looked pale and pink. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. There were electric and ice plants, and a great store in which one could buy anything from jewsharps to gas-engines.
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