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I do not want to get only a second-hand
flavour of life. Do you want me, too?”
“Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of
rapture. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world,
with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes,
its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much
as an animal goes out to seek food. ‘C’est ridicule. By rights I ought to have arrested her
days ago. “Who are YOU that the world should lie down at your feet?
“You’ve got to be a decent citizen, Ann Veronica. "His disguise was capital; but I detected it
in a moment. He was a manly man,
free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty
bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. ”
The man nodded. “I don’t see there’s any getting away from the fact that you and I love each
other,” he said, slowly. “I’d give anything to kiss your neck.
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