The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry. “She has improved her style,” someone declared. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. She frowned, appearing to think for a moment. Her back arched and she felt herself instinctively sinking into him. She never grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the inner temple—Spurlock's study. It’s like this: You want freedom. He put his arms around her in a circular embrace.
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