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vanished. ``Uncle Sanders was right; he loves another womanand that
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``I will go early to the concert to- night and see him before he plays.
Uncle Sanders said he did not touch that string when he played. Of course
he will play on it for meeven if he will not cut it offand then if he says
he loves meand only meI will believe him. I want to believe him; I want
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