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Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. Meantime, a change had taken place in the weather. "You are angry?" "Very. Capes smiled cheerfully with his eyes meeting hers. The books would be soaked and ruined in the rain anyway through the thin skin of the pack. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants.
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