“Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger. “Often,” he repeated, a little heavily. They had scrubbed and dusted, torn down and hung up until noon. She drew it out with shaking fingers. Arrived at the extremity of the building, he found that it overlooked the flat-roof of a house which, as far as he could judge in the darkness, lay at a depth of about twenty feet below. "Where are you going?" she asked.
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