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The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. He heard the door close; and in a little while he fell into a doze; and there came a dream filled with broken pictures, each one of which the girl dominated. “A thick-set, coarse-looking young man, Anna!” she exclaimed in a hoarse excited whisper. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. He was not a sailor. “Fuck you, Julian Rimbauer. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. It's too hard. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. Hadn’t they settled that already? “I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something.
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