“You can’t imagine,” he said, “what a beastly thing a furtive love affair can be. I make no apology for not being with you now. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. "A bad girl?" She put the question as she would have put any question—leveleyed and level-toned. The morning swims in the lagoon had thickened the red corpuscle. Hurry to me, I entreat you.
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