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A cold shiver ran through her frame, and her gentle spirit passed away for ever. ‘I’m damned if I see what you have to complain of,’ uttered Charvill, a faintly bewildered note underlying his irascibility. He seemed to be about to move toward her. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. . “Where would you like to go? Are you hungry?” “No. ” Sheila snarled.
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