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But in his presence a wall of diffidence and timidity encompassed her. McClintock never threw away any advertising matter; in fact, he openly courted pamphlets; and they came from automobile dealers and great mail-order houses, from haberdashers and tailors and manufacturers of hair-tonics, razors, gloves, shoes, open plumbing. And it’s like the petals falling from a flower. It looks so French to be affectionate. It was grated and crested with spikes, like that he had just burst open, and thinking it a needless waste of time to force it, he broke off one of the spikes, which he carried with him for further purposes, and then climbed over it. And when there is no longer any need to use it, why then, enough you say—and throw it away. She had once reconciled in her mind that she was happy as long as she had him. Does it?” “I think it does. I can never be grateful enough. That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured.
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