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She touched it, and her gaze lifted. Smith obeyed. ’ ‘She behaved like a madwoman,’ Hilary declared roundly. ” 243 She felt a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation, and pride well up in her cheeks, flushing them. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. Wild horses wouldn’t drag it out of me, even I knew anything, which I don’t. He would refuse to listen and absolve her unshriven. It was dusty, with dirty clothing strewn about, a cracked basin thick with grime on the rickety dresser, and a film of grease on the leaded casement.
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