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She waited a few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood as the building’s lone sentry. “The walk has given me an appetite, and I do not feel like waiting till five o’clock. Before or after?” Lucy paled. I presume that you have been living alone?” She sighed gently. Will you come sensibly, or shall I carry you? You are mine!" Ruth's peculiar education had not vitiated the primitive senses; they were always on guard; and in a moment such as this they rushed instantly to the surface.
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