It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. Her breath came fast in little sobbing pants. She felt a cheat and a sneak to his unsuspecting retreating back. Mr. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. But for me it doesn’t matter.
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