Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. And you talk like that! What the devil have you been up to, to land in this bog?" It was a cast at random. “The real reason why I am out of place here,” she said, “is because I like men. Capes kept obstinately stiff, and spoke between his teeth.
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