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He often wanted only to drive with her in the car, both of them staring at the scenery in silence for hours. It was horrible, but she must do it. That's the only fault I know of. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. ” “Does she have to sell her soul to the Devil?” Lucy asked, feeling stupid. And now I find, when it is too late, that I might have deserved you—that I am as well born as Thames Darrell. Why should you wish to forget it? Unless it is that you did not enjoy it. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. He said nothing.
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