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They were things I had meant very much to talk to you about, so that I went home vexed and disappointed, and only relieved myself a little by writing a few verses. It warms me, and lights me, and fills my world with flowers. “Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed. I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. I don't ask you to supply my place—for that is, perhaps, impossible. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears.
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