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“You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. Then suddenly her spirit rose in revolt. He pointed to where the lights still burned in Anna’s windows. It is the horse of the priest, you understand, and—and he does not know that I have borrowed it. “You cannot seriously believe,” he said, “that at the present moment I care a snap of the fingers whether I have any dinner or not. . “Go on,” he said.
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