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She hadn't measured up; she had been stupid; she hadn't known how to make love. . “Take off your tunic. Notwithstanding the heat of the season,—which was not, however, found particularly inconvenient in this subterranean region,—a large heaped-up fire blazed ruddily in one corner, and lighted up a circle of as villanous countenances as ever flame shone upon. ‘You are really not helping matters, my friend. She felt her forehead repeatedly break out in a light sweat. " "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was.
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