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“It was what he had thought. It was what he had dared - albeit tacitly- to demand. And she had known. She had looked right through his skull into his brain - he had no illusions about that. She had looked into his most secret hopes and ambitions, his most indecent considerations, with her wicked, x-ray eyes, and had allowed him to go in his idiocy until she had no more use for him.”

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The Horizontal Man

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