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12414	Barbusse, Henri	The Inferno			.txt	text/plain	42129	3541	90	the glass, and the pale window like a human face against the sky. man's face, was making a great effort to talk of this and that to a They were like all lovers, while they held hands, their faces joined, of a room--that is what we are," she said, lifting her head and looking "Like us," said Amy. He told of the life of the man and the woman of his poem. "Yes," she said, and lightly touched--hardly grazed--the old man's hand "You speak like everybody else," said the young man bitterly. I saw the truth several times afterward again, but I am an old man, and He fixed his look searchingly on the dying man's face, then said, "Eh?" "I love her," said the man. The man also looked around the room. each other, the man who loves a hundred times, the woman who has the	./cache/12414.txt	./txt/12414.txt