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I’m not half smart enough for the West End. From the unlovely hillside his glance strayed to the several five-story towers of the pawnshops. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. He did not notice that Ann Veronica was preoccupied and heavy-eyed. ‘I am expecting a huge rat to emerge any second. When, by slow and toilsome efforts, he had arrived midway, something obstructed his further progress. All my plans have succeeded. Already she had sent him twenty pounds, and never written to explain to him why it was she had not sent it back sharply directly he returned it.
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