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IT WAS THE first moment I had had to myself since Christmas Eve. All passion spent, sherry drunk, holly brittle, the tree dropping vindictive needles in a damnable fashion, the cards aflop, with listless gaze and the year not two days old, I took up NEW LIBRARY WORLD.

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