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A woman touched him lightly on the arm, and smiled into his face. ’ ‘Not if you want one of good family, no,’ he agreed mildly. He seemed to be trying to understand something very perplexing and elusive. A moment before he had been a strong man, she had been in his power, a poor helpless thing. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. Bring me clothing, I beg of you.
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