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🏆 “But there’s truth in a good deal that she says,” he added. “War can bring out all that is best in a people; but also it brings out the worst. We shall have to take care that the ideals are not lost sight of.” “Oh, it’s possible,” he answered on rejoining her. “What was his name?”!

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