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Manning loved her presented itself to her bloodlessly, stilled from any imaginative quiver or thrill of passion or disgust. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. Every home is a little recess, a niche, out of the world of business and competition, in which women and the future shelter. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again.
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