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I’d come back from the ends of the earth. You want music. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. His own heart was too full of melancholy foreboding. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely.
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