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“I’m not coarse—no! But I’ve got no purity of mind—no real purity of mind. " "I will—I will," replied Wood hastily. When she occupied, it, it was neatness itself; the little porch was overrun with creepers—the garden trim and exquisitely kept. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. Jack tried it, and found it locked. She passed people in the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these places. Adieu! my charmer. “What do you think of them?” Anna extended her critical survey and shrugged her shoulders. I'm ready to bear it all. Night and day have been alike to me.
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