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It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. She winced as he thrust the fact at her, was about to answer, and checked herself. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments. She had money of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about that. You'll find the benefit of it by and by.
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