“It seems so unfair,” she said, “to take all you offer me and give so little in return. She had looked up from her seat at the small round table in the centre of the parlour which, together with the wooden armchairs beside the small fireplace, and a sideboard next the single casement, was all the furniture the place afforded. She ran her gaze over him, and allowed her eyelashes to flutter down. The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent.
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