You know—I worship you. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. “Thank you. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. ” He walked from his door frame to stand nearer to her. He became primitive, literal in his conception; the ramifications were, for the nonce, fairly relegated to limbo.
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