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She called them back very soon. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. Mr. ” “I don’t believe it,” he answered hoarsely. "An excellent reason, i' faith!" exclaimed Blueskin, with a roar of surprise and indignation, which was echoed by the whole assemblage. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. ‘Moreover, no one will believe any more that Yolande is me when they see this. That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet.
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