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” He held his breath as she reached over the stick shift and touched his face. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. It looked very patient, she thought, and a little self-satisfied. Mrs. Sheila was a stout woman, her bosoms huge, her face 110 wide and square. He knew she had been weeping.
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