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. “Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. ’ ‘What, for not wanting to marry you?’ ‘Imbecile. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. He was almost paralyzed with nervousness and desire. Fast asleep, he is. Upstairs, in the little dressing-room, the panel was opened by means of tugging a small candlesconce in the wall. Why aren’t you folded up clean in lavender—as every young woman ought to be? What have you been doing with yourself?. She was suddenly grave.
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