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‘But if you must fight so furiously, I don’t see how I can promise not to do it again. "I'll soon settle this business. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food.
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