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‘Even the nuns they say I am like a devil. ” He threw open the door of the sitting-room and switched on the electric light. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. Wood did think of it, and groaned aloud. ” The tired woman sat still for a moment.
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