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\u201cI shall mind horribly,\u201d continued Molly, after a pause, \u201cbut, of course, I have always known that something of the sort would have to happen one of these days. When a man goes into politics he can\u2019t call his soul his own, and I suppose his heart becomes an impersonal possession in the same way.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMost people who know me would tell you that I haven\u2019t got a heart,\u201d said Youghal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019ve often felt inclined to agree with them,\u201d said Molly; \u201cand then, now and again, I think you have a heart tucked away somewhere.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI hope I have,\u201d said Youghal, \u201cbecause I\u2019m trying to break to you the fact that I think I\u2019m falling in love with somebody.\u201d
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