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She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. I offered him a hundred to watch Spurlock. It engulfed them in black, white, and gray. She was sorry to find Ramage a little disposed to be melancholy. I never let her read stories, or have pets, dolls. She broke a cobblestone over his head and he was out. ‘Why did you bring him? I hate him. A child—as innocent as a child! Nothing about life; bemused by the fairy stories you writers call novels! I don't know what you have done; I don't care. In after years you can return to your own country—to your friends.
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