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I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. "I told you the prison wasn't built that could hold me," cried Jack. "Victoria; that's the hotel. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. He moaned. It made me wake up, and there I lay thinking of you, spending your nights up here all alone, and no one to look after you. It filled her with indefinable fear.
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