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She could not feel her own body. Softly she rose to her feet. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool. She was fiercely and bitterly jealous. Answering him was agonizing. ‘Alors, I see how is this. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. Anna rummaged about in her dressingcase, and finally drew out a letter. His face clouded with anger.
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