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‘I am done, Gérard. " She departed reluctantly. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. She got up and unlocked the door. No! not even the derivation! But the fashion’s been set and in it you must be. And the grotesquest fact was that she did not so much loathe, as experience with a quite critical condemnation this strange sensation of being kissed.
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