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. ‘I thought it must be you,’ cried the woman. She began to exercise those lures which were bred in her bone—the bones of all women. You'll be answerable for his escape. How does one get work? She walked along the Strand and across Trafalgar Square, and by the Haymarket to Piccadilly, and so through dignified squares and palatial alleys to Oxford Street; and her mind was divided between a speculative treatment of employment on the one hand, and breezes—zephyr breezes—of the keenest appreciation for London, on the other. She moved her hand off of his knee, deliberately slow. Life! Life and love! It makes me want to be always young, always strong, always devoting my life—and dying splendidly. A door in this house opened upon the yard.
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