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She could tell it was new territory for him and he might lose the nerve to take them off himself, without the aid of drink. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. It goes to my heart to disappoint you, but this thing must not be. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. " "No more of this," rejoined Thames, "or we shall quarrel. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other.
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