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I beg that you will consider me your friend. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. “It can’t make any difference to you, and there are not half a dozen people in Paris who could tell us apart. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. As he pocketed it, her open palm reached out and slapped his cheek. ‘I do not believe you. ” “You are willing to give up your position, your beautiful houses, your carriages and milliner’s accounts to come back to Bohemianism?” “Why not?” Annabel declared. You don’t have to live forever to understand that.
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