Listen, you. "I yield to fate. ‘Imbecile. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. Her sense followed the shoulders under his coat, down to where his flexible, sensitive-looking hand rested lightly upon the table. “Perhaps one talks nonsense about a woman’s instinct,” she said. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her eyes, nor thinned her raven hair. .
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