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‘I see well that I am dealing with you. " "Go on, tell me," he urged, enchanted. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. She was shaking violently when she entered the side door of the house. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. A wild passion of shame and self-disgust swept over her.
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