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" "And you married me, knowing?" "I married the man who bought a sing-song girl to give her her freedom. He hated horizons. ‘I don’t want him having an apoplexy in this house. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. “She has nothing to be afraid of,” he continued. She had never been to the opera before except as one of a congested mass of people in the cheaper seats, and with backs and heads and women’s hats for the frame of the spectacle; there was by contrast a fine large sense of space and ease in her present position. I had never dreamed of such a friend as you.
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