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He was also, had she known it, more than a little insincere. About many of these houses hung a mysterious taint as of something weakly and commonly and dustily evil; the women who negotiated the rooms looked out through a friendly manner as though it was a mask, with hard, defiant eyes. "I couldn't bear to see you in it. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that she must not disturb him in this man-agony. It isn't friendly as I thought it would be. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it.
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