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\"I’ve never been to any of Lincoln’s dances. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of depression in his bearing. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. In lieu of the substantial habitations which he had gazed on overnight, he beheld a row of falling scaffoldings, for such they seemed. “You knew it,” he added, in her momentary silence.
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