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He wriggled underneath her heaving body, pinned like an insect. " CHAPTER XXV. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. Like the nuns, she hardly ever looked in a mirror. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. “Well, I have said what I had to say, stumblingly and badly, and baldly. The assemblage which was gathered together was almost countless. ” “That’s why, in a way, I’m prudish.
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