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Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. “But who could have lent you money?” “I pawned my pearl necklace. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly. Even to my own brother—if I had one—I could not tell everything, and you, although you are so kind, you are almost a stranger, aren’t you?” “No, no!” he protested. He turned to her and pinned her against the headrest with his kisses.
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