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“You are going to treat me as though I wasn’t. ” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. In a tall glass the rind of a Syrian orange was arranged in spiral form. ” “Nice clean hardness, anyhow. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out.
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