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... for him, and they are each of them resigned to her service, for very different reasons which amount to the same thing. Today they are in a ramshackle red barn on Anticosti, with a salty Levanter blowing from Newfoundland. August is turning to September outside, and the hay-strewn floor is spangled with the lazy golden light of late summer. Both men have stripped to their breeches in the heat. "...
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