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“I am developing ailments,” she said, meeting his questioning eyes. To his astonishment and delight it yielded to the pressure, toppled over the ledge, and sank. It wasn’t. But something instinctive prevented that, and with the finest resolve not to be “silly” and prudish she found that whenever he became at all bold in this matter she became severely scientific and impersonal, almost entomological indeed, in her method; she killed every remark as he made it and pinned it out for examination. There was no such a thing as perfection in a mixed world. “My dad is into this stuff.
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