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’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. She was frightfully hungry. Or appeared to do so. Eh bien, they would see about this. But women—women as a rule don’t throw themselves into things like that. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. . Anna saw it, and for the first time found herself trembling. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. It rained heavily all day, so he did not stir forth. You can borrow any of my outfits anytime, you know.

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