“Sure, I guess so. Opposite, his pupil stood with bowed head and clasped hands. The unfortunate woman was stretched upon the floor, with a bloody knife in her hand. You have grown into my life, and I cannot tear you out. His ideas about girls and women were of a sentimental and modest quality; they were creatures, he thought, either too bad for a modern vocabulary, and then frequently most undesirably desirable, or too pure and good for life.
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