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“I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt. " "Death and fiends!" exclaimed Jack; "the old thief is there. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. ” “That’s why, in a way, I’m prudish. Wood, softening her asperity. “Will you be moral and your species, or immoral and yourself? We’ve decided to be immoral. “You know what a fearful old prig Ferringhall is, always goes about as though the whole world were watching him? We tried to show him around Paris, but he wouldn’t have any of it. To return was impossible,—to raise himself certain destruction. Died short, I suppose, and the girls had to shift for themselves. She had never understood how much knowledge had been kept from her because she was a woman and even began to doubt the methods of the Church, something she never would have dared before. ‘So it would appear. She could feel his eyes surreptiously scanning her backside. Had she too been flying from something and had accepted this method of escape? But what frying-pan could be equal to this fire? All this led him back to the original circle. CHAPTER XVI.
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