Outside the door he turned and stared at the panels. " And she flung herself between them. "Don't look at it, I entreat," she cried. "Though you lorded it over that fond fool, Mrs. C below. "Silence!" returned Jackson, in a deep whisper; "and don't muddle your brains with any more of that Pharaoh. As he approached the gable of Mrs. ‘Anyhow, never mind that now. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing. But I do not love you.
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