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" Davies reluctantly complied. Don’t think it was anything better than fever—or a bit beautiful. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. I can decide for myself. A shy virgin bride would not press her thigh sinuously against his, nor consent indeed to this clandestine little comedy he had been playing. I was among the common herd in the place below, but I took good care to see you. But in doing so, I most likely saved 233 your life.
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