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“That’s. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. The night was now profoundly dark. She was nestled under his bedspread. “MY DEAR MISS PELLISSIER,— “To-morrow the six months will be up. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is.
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