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. My dress, my person will be minutely described. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. Her face scarcely reflected his enthusiasm. She made up her mind in the train home that it should be a decisive crisis. “I’ve gotta go. "Souls," she answered, drily. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her, echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. She made herself a private declaration of liberty. Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I suppose.
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