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Three little letters can’t make a bit of difference. It was not the arrival of the guests, but merely the maid moving about in the hall. ’ ‘Damnation!’ Gerald burst out, crossing towards her. Still, one has to be reasonable. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. Didn't understand me when I said she would be compromised! He won't be able to leave his bed under four weeks; and she said she hadn't much money. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. CHAPTER XII.
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