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These daughters! He gnawed his pen and reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again. He drove her home that night, kissing her again and again at stoplights. ‘Dead then, is he?’ ‘If I could say that he is dead, it would give me very much satisfaction. “So you still think of me as husband, even though we have long since tired of each other. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night.

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