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We must wave our hands at the blue hills far away there and go back to London and work. The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal at all. Have you seen much of her lately?” “Nothing at all,” he answered. They tried to read illustrated papers in an unconcerned manner and with forced attention, lest they should catch the leaping exultation in each other’s eyes. She waited a few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood as the building’s lone sentry. A crisis had been reached, and she was almost glad it had been reached. You—It’s jolly of you to confide in me. Even though the individual faces of her audience were not to be singled out, she had been conscious from the first moment of her appearance that something was wrong. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. If he wants you, let him get you.
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