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Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. ’ Her lashes fluttered. ” She rolled over on her face, and stuffed her fingers in her ears to shut out the rhythm from her mind.
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