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And one must—some of it must slip through one’s fingers. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. She felt that Ann Veronica had duped her in that dream, and now that she had come up to London she might as well speak her mind. He could not move; but stood like one stupified, with his hands clasped together, and eyes almost starting out of their sockets, fixed upon his unfortunate parent. Don’t be afraid to go on thinking it.
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