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She made a quick movement, and the hand fell away. Her body rose up to meet his in a cat-like stretch and she smiled. ” Part 9 She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. ’ ‘Get on, Hilary, do,’ begged Lucilla. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. ‘I can take care of myself, bête. Hadn’t they settled that already? “I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something.
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