My Face When: Ayn Rand Special Edition
Monday, 19 March 2012
Page 744
'Then she raised her head and, as if she had absorbed his kind of frankness, she looked at him, hiding neither her suffering nor her longing nor her calm, knowing that all three were in her gaze.'
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