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" "All right, then. Hadn’t they settled that already? “I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something. John has made me so happy, I’ve been losing myself in him. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. She fluttered it with a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven breath behind it.
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