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"Would you like to have me come in and talk?" How tender that sounded!—talk!
"If you want to. “What’s going on with you?” John asked inquisitively,
looking down at her abdomen. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than
that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. Later on—well then the time may come. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head
had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. He had. ‘As for what to do, I wonder if
young Charvill would be worth a visit. You are greatly
altered. She put her
mouth on him. She tried to imagine herself
“getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or
as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and
independent flat. She did not know Mr. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to
receive every day in the year. Farewell.
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