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My my, what a cold shoulder! And such uncouth apparel! Why, you haven’t even shaved! The unforgiveable insult to a lady! But I forgive you.
Are you boxed out of your mind?
After the death of Allan, intimacies with strangers was all I seemed able to fill my empty heart with . . . I think it was panic, just panic, that drove me from one to another, hunting for some protection . . .
You’re not clean enough to bring in the house with my mother.
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