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"
Angel
!
"
The
tears
came
to
her
own
eyes
and
streamed
down
her
face
.
She
was
so
pleased
,
so
flattered
.
"
Oh
,
damn
it
,
"
he
sobbed
.
"
I
can
’
t
help
it
.
"
He
took
a
handkerchief
out
of
his
pocket
and
dried
his
eyes
.
(
"
I
love
him
,
I
love
him
,
I
love
him
.
"
)
Presently
he
blew
his
nose
.
"
I
’
m
beginning
to
feel
better
now
.
But
,
my
God
,
you
shattered
me
.
"
"
It
’
s
not
a
bad
scene
,
is
it
?
"
"
The
scene
be
damned
,
it
was
you
.
You
just
wrung
my
heart
.
The
critics
are
right
,
damn
it
,
you
’
re
an
actress
and
no
mistake
.
"
"
Have
you
only
just
discovered
it
?
"
