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In this way he was able to force back a ponderous bolt from its socket; and to his unspeakable joy, found that the door instantly yielded. Her eyes were lit with smouldering passion. He was always tenderly courteous; he answered her ordinary questions readily and her extraordinary ones patiently; he always rose when she entered or left the room. He was not used to not getting his way. The ladder was now within reach. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. “And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?” “Deserters,” she answered, laughing.
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