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Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance. She became eager to explain herself, to show herself in the right light. In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought.
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