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"Why do you laugh?" she asked gravely. It fell with a clatter to the floor. “It is so difficult,” she murmured, “so impossible to explain. It seemed to encapsulate the mosquito like a little piece of moonlight, it was talismanic to her. Furiously, she dashed his hands away. The door leading to the front of the house was stealthily opening. "May come!—it will come!—it shall come!" cried the carpenter, shaking his hand menacingly at him. ” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. In the periphery of her vision, she saw the door pulled back.
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