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[Ilse] was suffering so keenly that she wanted to arraign the universe at the bar of her pain.
March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine.
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