But I don't look for peace on this side the grave. “They seem smaller, you know, even physically smaller,” she said. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. He's neighbourly; he has a jingle for every ache and joy I've had. He looked at his friend. “What do you mean?” she asked.
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