We both understood that. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. I’m not ashamed—of the things I’m doing. She was bathed in turbid water that had already been used. At the same time, I must say that I am most anxious to improve my acquaintance with her.
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