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“Beautiful these autumn flowers are,” said Ann Veronica, in a wide, uncomfortable pause. “Please come home. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. Sheppard remained dissolved in tears. White looked mysteriously about the room as though to be sure that no one was listening. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief.
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