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Shari’s head poked out of the bathroom where she had been preoccupied with preparations for her morning shower. Her eyes still had the fevered glow of sickness, yet she seemed in perfect health. He then barred and double-locked the door, took out the key, (a precautionary measure which, with a grim smile, he said he never omitted,) thrust it into his vest, and motioning the couple to follow him, led the way to the inner room. Well, after all, he seemed to be turning the subject. The elusive Jane tapped her on the shoulder after class. “I don’t mind, of course, your seeing her sometimes, still there are differences— differences in social atmospheres. “It’s—private.
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