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‘You’re speaking the truth. "
Thames hastily cast his eyes over it, and transferred it, with a look of incredulity,
to Wood. You
are—horrible. I saw the metal box a hundred times, but I never thought of opening
it until the day I fled. They had chosen to
deliberately and wickedly insult a lady who had done her best to entertain them
for many weeks. My, um,
my curfew. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of
that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her
father. I’ve been smoking cigarettes in the preparation-room
and thinking this out. No one ate with as much passionate gusto as a
teenager could. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think
about him, and fail to get away from him?
“It isn’t all of me.
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