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It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping. Nevertheless it was overwhelming. The great untrodden world was before her still, into which no one can pass alone. “You can’t think that I’m fool enough to be put off like this. Frequently she would doze in her chair; but the slightest movement on the bed aroused her. It is no good arguing about a thing like that. He had thought it might have that effect.
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