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‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. He himself had deadened the sound by closing the door. " "Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. It came to her like a dear thing rediscovered, that she loved Capes. "But it won't do.
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