" "Better eat these, even if you don't want them," she urged. “You were born for great things,” he said huskily. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. But the objects in his range of vision remained unchanged. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. Girls erupted in waves of whispering as soon as she passed them by. Beauty has bloomed and faded. So strongly was he impressed with this idea, that grasping the iron bar with both hands, he dashed it furiously against the door, making the passage echo with the blows.
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