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The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. She had braved all obstacles to pursue her dream. “Why, it’s David!” he exclaimed. If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat. Leonardo was to me nothing at all. His eyes were closed. All the rest is humbug and delicacy. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. As soon as she noticed the stranger, she honoured him with an extremely impudent stare, and scarcely endeavoured to disguise the admiration with which his good looks impressed her. “I saw you in a sort of sloping, slippery place, holding on by your hands and slipping.
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