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She approached this field with her usual liveliness of apprehension. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. There was no one at all in this room, but through the half-open door of one of the small apartments that gave upon it she had a glimpse of two very young girls sitting at a littered table and writing briskly. " So saying, he hurried up stairs, opened the back door, and was quickly in the yard. I love you—unendurably. Of course, I don't believe she's what you would call flush.
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