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I wonder. “More than that, he arrived to-day at the boarding-house where I am staying, greeted me with a theatrical start, and claimed me—as his wife. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. She has given herself up to social work. "I am, Charcoal. But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. She could feel his eyes surreptiously scanning her backside. Very slowly emerging out of a phase of stupefaction, these personal affairs and her personal problem resumed possession of her mind. Hoddy! All her fears fell away.
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