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“ It's just a feeling , sir , ” the Corporal said . “ But I am convinced of it . ... Not all men are gifted with the sensitivity to recognize that nobility and feel the need and duty to preserve it at all costs .
“ It's just a feeling , sir , ” the Corporal said . “ But I am convinced of it . ... Not all men are gifted with the sensitivity to recognize that nobility and feel the need and duty to preserve it at all costs .
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I feel that I have conversed with them , that they have taken me to heart , confided to me their secrets and their ... To feel the satisfaction of having rubbed elbows with thinking men , contradicted or agreed with them as they walked ...
I feel that I have conversed with them , that they have taken me to heart , confided to me their secrets and their ... To feel the satisfaction of having rubbed elbows with thinking men , contradicted or agreed with them as they walked ...
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One of his children had died in his absence , but although this had deepened his bitterness , he had already seen too many deaths to feel deeply grieved by personal loss . The great happiness of reunion had been little marred by what ...
One of his children had died in his absence , but although this had deepened his bitterness , he had already seen too many deaths to feel deeply grieved by personal loss . The great happiness of reunion had been little marred by what ...
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