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\" \"Good night, Mom. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. But that, and that sort of thing, is just a day-dream. ” John’s father, Thomas, strode into the front hall at that moment in his golf clothes. “That’s not working so well for you, is it?” She looked at him sheepishly, bringing a Kleenex out of her pocket to wipe away the excess.
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