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’ She inclined her head, looking up at him through her lashes, and passing a tongue lightly over her lips. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. He had a blue overstuffed couch, his own television, even a computer with its own desk. With such qualifications as she possessed, two chief channels of employment lay open, and neither attracted her, neither seemed really to offer a conclusive escape from that subjection to mankind against which, in the person of her father, she was rebelling. Of course, I don't believe she's what you would call flush. ’ She was backing across the room, moving towards the screen.
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