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They are blinded to all fine and subtle things —they look at life with bloodshot eyes and dilated nostrils. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. And all the third act is love-sick music. There! You are trying to take your hand away. "Love me, love my dog! Because I've scolded him and told him a few truths, you are ice to me. ‘Have I not said so?’ ‘No, as it happens.
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