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“I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. " "Horror!" cried Jack. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. His two wives have been here. There was a wall; she was always encountering it; the one time she was able to break through this wall was when the part in his hair was crooked. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. It was enough. “Was I not strong enough when you flogged me for leaning over the oubliette? Who tells you these things? The physician, Sebastianus? Am I not sovereign enough to judge what is happening to my own body?\" She demanded. "Here we part,—perhaps for ever. It is no good waiving the thing; it is true.
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