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🏆 “That’s like you women,” he answered with a smile. “You pretend to be superior; and then you copy us.” “I am only at the end of a journey when you need me,” he had answered, and they had kissed. And next morning she returned to her own life.!

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“Perhaps it’s wrong of me,” she said. “But it makes me so sad. And I can do nothing.” The nurse was standing by the window. She turned sharply on Joan’s entrance. Joan slipped the box into her hands.!
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She would not let him light the gas. “I have dined—in the train,” she explained. “Let us talk by the firelight.” She blew out the candle and climbed into the big bed, feeling very lonesome as she used to when a child. It had not troubled her until to-night. Suddenly she sat up again. She needn’t be back in London before Tuesday evening, and to-day was only Friday. She would run down home and burst in upon her father. He would be so pleased to see her.
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“Quite cleverly. So as to avoid all danger of after discovery: that might have hurt us,” she answered. “Doesn’t agree with you?” inquired Miss Ensor. She stood erect, looking down at him while seeming to be absorbed in the rearrangement of her hair, feeling a little ashamed of herself. She was “encouraging” him. There was no other word for it. She seemed to have developed a sudden penchant for this sort of thing. It would end in his proposing to her; and then she would have to tell him that she cared for him only in a cousinly sort of way—whatever that might mean—and that she could never marry him. She dared not ask herself why. She must manoeuvre to put it off as long as possible; and meanwhile some opening might occur to enlighten him. She would talk to him about her work; and explain to him how she had determined to devote her life to it to the exclusion of all other distractions. If, then, he chose to go on loving her—or if he couldn’t help it—that would not be her fault. After all, it did him no harm. She could always be gracious and kind to him. It was not as if she had tricked him. He had always loved her. Kneeling before her, serving her: it was evident it made him supremely happy. It would be cruel of her to end it.
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