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‘Who is that man? What has he to do with you? No, don’t tell me. You wanted to play a lone hand. “What can one say?” she exclaimed. I see them hanging out in the halls together all the time. ‘But do you not see that he will come again? I think it is better if you, both of you, go and leave me here to find—’ She broke off, looking away. She was flushed, and her eyes were bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in wandering strands of black. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male.
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