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She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. "Don't harm him," said Jack, carelessly: "he dares not do it. She made a curious movement toward her niece, then suddenly, convulsively, she dabbed down something lumpy on the table and turned to follow her brother. “Dear friend,” she said, “remember that you are speaking to one who has failed in the only serious object which she has ever sought to accomplish. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. Whenever ecstasy— any kind of ecstasy—filled her heart to bursting, these physical expressions eased the pressure. It isn't your duty.
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