The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. They confronted each other, barely feet apart, neither apparently any longer aware of anyone else in the room. If I were a clean, free man—We’ll have to talk of all these things.
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