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Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. This obstacle being removed, in his eagerness to proceed, he had forgotten to take his little charge with him. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. But two weeks later he returned. “I’m d——d if I understand this,” he said thoughtfully.
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