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He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. ‘Why, what have I said?’ ‘You said to me my name. “It is like old times,” she said, “to hear these home truths. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. I won’t try. The area was sparsely populated. “Very well,” said Manning. She rose, paid her bill, and turned westwards.
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