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At the first glance, he imagined he must have stumbled upon a museum of rarities, there were so many glass-cases, so many open cabinets, ranged against the walls; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes did not run in the ordinary channels. “You know very well that she is selfish and pleasure-loving to the backbone. We’re hard stuff!” Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have done. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. I don’t suppose a girl can tell if a man is in love with her or not in love with her. Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness? Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the good, I would not take the bad. I know what I am talking about. It was a pity people had to eat food. E below.
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