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A dozen books lay upon the counterpane. “I am so sorry to have startled you,” she said, “but I was startled myself. ‘Knowed it the instant I set eyes on her. " The air in the narrow street, which was not eight feet wide, swarmed with smells impossible to define; but all at once the pleasantly pungent odour of Chinese incense drifted across the girl's face, and gratefully she quickened her inhalations. The jealous burn at his eyes subsided and his finger came up. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. I must bless him before I die.
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