Elizabeth Barrett: What's another disaster to one who has known little but disaster all her life? But you're a fighter. You were born for victory and triumph. Oh, and if disaster ever came to you through me... Robert Browning: Yes, a fighter. But I'm sick of fighting alone. I need a comrade in arms to fight beside me. Elizabeth Barrett: But not one already wounded in battle. Robert Browning: Wounded but undaunted, unbeaten, unbroken. What finer comrade could a man ask for?

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A "Papa, can you hear me?"

B "Hello gorgeous!"

C "Hi, I am here!"

D "Hello, Dolly!"