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The books slid from her arms and fluttered to the floor. “There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. See paragraph 1. I don’t half disagree with you, Vee, really; only thing is, I don’t see how you’re going to pull it off. Jack Kimble.
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