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’ ‘We!’ said Hilary witheringly, and went off as Gerald laughed and turned back to the lady. " "Give them to me," replied Jack. Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding. She was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her short sleeve. “I gave your name. She was standing there, smiling at the audience as at her friends. As you admitted to me—one has to square one’s self with the world. I take more than their blood, John. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. She would lure him, as he was an easily tempted child predator who could even more easily be turned into prey.
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