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“Of course he may merely have been telling her who we were, but I think it improbable. His ideas about girls and women were of a sentimental and modest quality; they were creatures, he thought, either too bad for a modern vocabulary, and then frequently most undesirably desirable, or too pure and good for life. He did not look at her directly, though she fantasized that she could 141 feel his stares from the back of the class on occasion. “Broken-in people! I suppose the world is just all egotistical children and broken-in people. You need fear no interruption from him, or any of his myrmidons. ‘Do not speak any more for you give yourself pain,’ said Melusine fearfully. Plainly. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. “Perhaps,” she said, “it is the London climate. “Forgive you, indeed.
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