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The young man entered into a lively little war of words with a yellow-haired young person near the door. The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed. See paragraph 1. "This she-devil has got hold of the sack. You mustn't go by what you read so much as by what you see and hear. Winifred screamed. It was not a difficult affair. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. "In the mean time, with your permission, I'll just make a few minutes of our conversation. What else was there lurked in shadows and deep places; if in some mood of reverie it came out into the light, it was presently overwhelmed and hustled back again into hiding. “Why not?” “Because you are mine. That he received guests of the name of Valade at all would have surprised anyone who knew his history. She would be extraordinarily interesting as a metaphysical study.
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