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‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years. He kissed her at the door. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. She found she could do her microscope work all the better for being in love.
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