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” Anna drummed impatiently with her fingers against the arm of her chair. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. His idea was to get behind this sustained listlessness. ” Anna shook her head. He could not understand how men could live ignoring this one predominant interest, this wonderful research into personality and the possibilities of pleasing, these complex, fascinating expeditions that began in interest and mounted to the supremest, most passionate intimacy. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. She heard him come in; the light burned on. ‘But it is entirely natural that I choose my own country.
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