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It is not the woman who speaks there. My nerves were in rags. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. By policemen one mustn’t shock. It appeared highly probable to her that he would stop her allowance. “There’s no one here except me. "No," replied Wild; "and I've only listened to your absurd proposal to see how far your insane attachment to this lad would carry you.
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