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The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. pglaf. Another day of nonsuccess would mean many disagreeable things. A shout was heard at a little distance, and, the next moment, a person rushed with breathless haste to the stair-head. “I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as your friend. If individuality means anything it means breaking bounds— adventure.

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