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"That he couldn't choose any one so agreeable to me. It had been part of her wedding trousseau, a gift from her family to his. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. But why do you ask?" "Because—" stammered the boy.
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