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Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror. The hardest bout I ever had was with a woman—Sally Wells, who was afterwards lagged for shoplifting. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. ‘And she’s—’ She broke off, a sudden light in her eyes. I’ve got nothing to do for a month but think. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims.
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