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Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. " "Are you sure of that?" returned Winifred, looking uneasily at Jack. What he told the vicomte I was not privileged to learn. “So you still think of me as husband, even though we have long since tired of each other. "I give you one minute for reflection. "There won't be much left for you," he said. Let us stay the night here. Not that he deliberately courted danger; it was rather the searcher, seeking analysis, the why and wherefore of this or that invading emotion.
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