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 Don't you care for my love? she said bitterly.
I handed her the mirror, and said: Please address these questions to the proper person! Please make all requests to head-quarters! In all matters of emotional importance please approach the supreme authority direct! - So I handed her the mirror.
And she would have broken it over my head, but she caught sight of her own reflection and that held her spellbound for two seconds while I fled.

by David Herbert Lawrence
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