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You understand I a here bits of disconnected stateate When she told me this, I

didn't of course ask her hoas she was there Probably she could

not have told me hoas she was there The difficulty here is to

keep steadily in view the then conditions of her existence, a combination

of dreariness and horror

That her over the

gatelike a

lost thing along the road he put his pipe in his pocket and called out

"Goodhappiness She, with one

foot in life and the other in a nightmare, was at the same time inert and

unstable, and very much at the ht up to the gate and looking straight into his

eyes: "I am not Miss Smith That's notas if in a passion His eyes expressed nothing; he only

unlatched the gate in silence, grasped her ar it with a kick-"Not your na about

you I care for" He was leading her firhtly There was a sort of joy in his eyes which frightened

her "You are not a princess in disguise," he said with an unexpected

laugh she found blood-curdling "And that's all I care for You had