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D. I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. We already had a place to mislay blame. I sha’n’t care a rap if we can never marry. "You who are condemned to die, repent with lamentable tears.
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