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🎮 "That gives me a pull!" Fleda returned, smiling. She came out on the platform: everywhere she met the smoke. She covered her face with her hands. "I'll go back."!

🏆 "I want to take her in the right way, don't you know?—treat her as if I gave her more than just an hour or two." Fleda considered a moment; she was full of the impression that, notwithstanding her scant help, he saw his way clearer than he had seen it at Ricks. He might mean many things; and what if the many should mean in their turn only one? "The difficulty is, you understand, that she doesn't really see into your situation." She hesitated. "She doesn't comprehend why your marriage hasn't yet taken place."!

🔥 Download ??????? "Of course there are many things she hasn't taken," Fleda continued. "He recognized rot! You know what I think of him." Fleda knew; she had no wish to challenge a fresh statement. Mrs. Gereth made one—it was her sole, faint flicker of passion—to the extent of declaring that he was too abjectly weak to deserve the name of a man. For all Fleda cared!—it was his weakness she loved in him. "He took strange ways of pleasing you!" her friend went on. "There was no obligation till suddenly, the other day, the situation changed."!🔥