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Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. “The sooner you tell me the better. Her grave fine face, her warm clear complexion, had already aroused his curiosity as he had gone to and fro in Morningside Park, and here suddenly he was near to her and talking freely and intimately. Shari was to be protected, to be dissuaded from driving in cars with older boys at night, to be steered away from dope and beer and certain friends who had no plans to work or to go to college. I should have thought my note cleared up everything. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. ” Michelle sat in a yogi’s posture on the cold plywood, her eyes closed as if meditating. ” He turned upon her almost fiercely. I’m sorry. . Very well.
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