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He displayed a quite unprofessional vein of mysticism in the matter. It was a look that accorded very well with the hayloft setting that had come to mind. She was recalling the circumstances under which she had engaged herself to Manning, and trying to understand a curious development of the quality of this relationship. Swiftly following the sound of knocking, she crossed right and passed through a door near the windows—and found herself in the bookroom. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. Spit of your mother. She became eager to explain herself, to show herself in the right light. She leaped suddenly at a desperate resolution, and in one moment had made it into a new self.
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