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"And someday let him care for me!" She sprang up, alarmed. Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. She knew his appetite from many a homemade dinner and knew also that he had taken Bitch Vorsack’s comments to heart. “I did not recognize him,” Anna answered. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. But her heart kept on sinking. “They are full of the usual foolish stories. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck.
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