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” “You want my body? It’s yours for the taking. . " "That is a far more agreeable one, I must confess," returned Kneebone, with a self-sufficient smirk. For some time he could not stir, but felt sick and exhausted. Wood in a sharp tone. He did not like it. It was a large, littered, self-forgetful apartment, decorated with unframed charcoal sketches by various incipient masters; and an open bookcase, surmounted by plaster casts and the half of a human skull, displayed an odd miscellany of books—Shaw and Swinburne, Tom Jones, Fabian Essays, Pope and Dumas, cheek by jowl. Even now she was dazed. Too damned chickenhearted to confess to me he’d run off with the woman.
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