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Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song. Her aunt leaped unhappily to the thought of penitence. It's a thousand pities to hang so pretty a fellow. She thought about just asking him to take 116 her to his place and get it over with, but she reconsidered and decided to attempt to get to know him better. The afternoon had passed now into twilight. A great bowl of scarlet carnations gleamed from a dark corner, set against the background of a deep brown wall. I’m a man, and I know what I mean.
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