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“You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. Jack! Mon dieu, but he was unarmed. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear.
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