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His mind went back to that book he had read in the training camp. Of Human Bondage it was； and throughout the book were notes in a woman's handwriting. He had never believed that a woman could see into a man's heart so tenderly， so understandingly. Her name was on the book plate： Hollis Meynell. He had got hold of a New York City telephone book and found her address. He had written； she had answered.Next day he had been shipped out， but they had gone on writing.