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"My God!" he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, "MyGod!"Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. She heard thisstandard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness thatastonished herself. She realized dimly that there was no personal thingbehind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had "My God!"-ed withan equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended.
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