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The night was now profoundly dark. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. You may perceive harmony, proportion, rhythm, intensely. That for you!" And she snapped her fingers in his face. " "That's my own concern," rejoined Sheppard. Your history, your actions, nay, your very thoughts are better known to me than to your spiritual adviser.
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