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We find out no man will treat a woman fairly as man to man—no man. ’ ‘I think you—’ He broke off abruptly, astonished at what he had been about to say. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. If he ran less risk of being blown over, he stood a much greater chance of being washed off, or stifled. ” “We won’t go to any of these City places. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants.
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