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’ He closed the panel and came slowly out of the little dressing-room, Roding at his heels. When I think of the love you give me—One ought to give you back love. I knew it. Presently he reached out and laid his hand upon Spurlock's motionless shoulders. I’m a hard young woman. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. ” Her hands fell to her side. A woman hard to read, who seemed to delight in keeping locked up behind that fascinating rigidity of feature the intense sensibility which had been revealed to him, her master, only in occasional and rare moments of enthusiasm. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes.
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