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Making her couch upon a heap of hay, she sank at once into a deep and refreshing slumber. She felt that Ann Veronica had duped her in that dream, and now that she had come up to London she might as well speak her mind. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. Again the chalky pallor spread even to her lips, her eyes became lit with the old terror. Only that I was prevented by one of those soldiers that caught me in the big house. The stipendiary would have done it all very differently. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. She liked to do it for Cathy Beck, so that she could relax after waitressing all day at the Big Apple with a homemade meal.
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