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FRIDAY, 4 SEPTEMBER
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Two weeks of your letters, so today I am getting out of the way.
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These came in a line each, and I have taken nothing out of them.
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What you sent
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Marta, who turned round in the corridor, says she has not had the dream since.
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Dan is still outside his own house, though he has started knocking.
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Ilze left her window open on purpose one night to see what would happen, and slept through until morning.
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And one of you, who asked me not to use her name, wrote that the figure in the doorway was her own mother, and that she was glad to see her.
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