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“Yes,” he answered, “I’m strong enough to fight him. Shall rather enjoy doing it. And it’s time that somebody did. Whether I’m strong enough to win has got to be seen.” She took his hands in hers to keep them warm. The nursing habit seemed to have taken root in her.
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