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But I have powerful friends. A shiver slid down inside her. "We shall be obliged to force it. Fifty in advance. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. They began to wrestle fiercely. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. I meant to give him a drubbing. She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s apartment. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings.
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