” She laid her fingers for a moment upon his arm. You’ll never even see me again, for that 268 matter. “It is part of the irony of life,” he said. Pennsylvania Dutch. ‘She wouldn’t tell me. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. We have met before.
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