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“Only four spoonsful left,” she declared briskly, “and your turn to buy the next pound, Sydney. True, on board the ships she had watched young men from afar, but only with that normal curiosity which is aroused in the presence of any new species. Confound this slavery of sex! I am a man! I will get this under if I am killed in doing it!” She scowled into the cold blacknesses about her. A quarter of an hour passed.
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