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Humph. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. "For my part, it's only what I expected of him," observed Mrs. “Lucy. ‘Come on. "The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters I wanted. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. I guess those books are okay because they are fiction. She smiled and started for the stairs without reply. ’ ‘For God’s sake,’ protested his junior.
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