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Shari entered the room in a damp towel, fresh from the shower. Jonathan, however, still lingered. Lost me place, that’s all. Neither did his interest,—which was by no means inconsiderable,—nor his general popularity, procure him the preferment he desired. Oh, I think I understand, Annabel. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. Her voice seemed to come from a long way off.
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