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That was the only sound he heard. “It’s about forty pounds. Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. “Good-bye,” he said earnestly. He knew my name, and also that I had been living in Paris, and a man doesn’t risk claiming a girl for his wife, as a rule, for nothing. One with the appearance of a bald little gnome yawned agonizingly. I stole away and walked to the railway station. III.

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