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She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. “Julian! I was worried that. “They make me want to shout,” said Mr. “Leave them!” He yelled. 5. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. Forgetting her occupation in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen spouse. She calmed herself, breathing deeply. ” She stared before her, trying to keep back a rush of tears.
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