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“I’ve thought about it. CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. She moved her elbow nearer to him and spoke in a still lower tone. My profession has hardened me. Rotten, and covered with a thick coat of dirt, the boards of the floor presented a very insecure footing; the bare walls were scored all over with grotesque designs, the chief of which represented the punishment of Nebuchadnezzar. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. The bed-and table-linen were of the finest texture. "Yes.
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