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A Puritan Bohemia
here, begging for your love, am I nothing but material for you?"
"Nothing," she answered resolutely. "I think only how you look while you are doing it, then how I look while you are doing it. It is simply a picture for me."
After Howard had gone Anne sat for a long time in the big chair.
"That was brutal," she said to herself, "but it was true. At least, there was a little truth in it."
