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But Matthew, who had been sitting mutely in his corner,
laid a hand on Anne’s shoulder when Marilla had gone out.
‘Don’t give up all your romance, Anne,’ he whispered
shyly, ‘a little of it is a good thing—not too much, of course—
but keep a little of it, Anne, keep a little of it.’
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