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She felt the thrill race through her body. “Of course, one lives differently in Paris, but then—Paris is Paris. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. “Mr. “I am off to-night,” he said. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. “Love should be enough, John, but it never is. And it is your own fault that your husband dallies with me. 1.
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