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Bet walked quickly through the streets. She pushed back her hair under her plaid shawl: her eyes looked bright, and her step was once more firm and erect.
"There are all kinds of love," she kept muttering to herself -- "all kinds-there's the love that gives, and the love that gets. Seems to me that mine must be the love that gives."