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All the initial confidence in herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack. Stanley pronounced, and seemed to hesitate whether he had not gone too far. Give up your lonely hours of work here. There it was—to be borrowed. “There’s no one here except me. They smelled good, but they no longer smelled like food. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt.
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