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I have come to you for sympathy, perhaps for help. He seemed to have shrunken in his seat. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. Never mind. The sound of her flying feet brought Gerald leaping for the door. “I wonder,” he said, “is there anything we could do to help you to get rid of him?” “Can you think of anything?” Anna answered. “It is strange that we should have met Annabel,” she said. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. If she has no children, she goes on loving her husband; but he is no longer a man but a child.
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