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She tried to be casual. She put her head out of the window. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. "I wouldn't give a betel-nut for a man who wouldn't stick to his guns, if he believed himself in the right. She washed her face twice after making smudgy eyeshadow and lipstick errors. Every human being is a new thing, exists to do new things.
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