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“But I—I went to Nigel Ennison for help. Aware of the cunning and desperate
characters of the persons with whom she would have to deal,—aware, also, that
she was in a quarter where no laws could be appealed to, nor assistance obtained,
she felt the absolute necessity of caution. The thought of beauty became an obsession. "
"But what, in God's name, possessed you? You have already wrecked your own
life and now you've wrecked hers. ‘Yes, very rude,’ agreed the major. She turned her eyes to him again, and saw her late friend and pleasant and
trusted companion, who had seen fit suddenly to change into a lover, babbling
interesting inacceptable things. She had a bittersweet
fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle.
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