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But I don’t care; I haven’t a spark of shame. We girls, my sister and I, were left quite alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in the world for myself. “And to think that it’s not a full year ago since I was a black-hearted rebel school-girl, distressed, puzzled, perplexed, not understanding that this great force of love was bursting its way through me! All those nameless discontents—they were no more than love’s birth-pangs. Under happier circumstances nothing would have given me more pleasure than to have offered you a home with your sister. His arm fell to his side. He’s terrible!” “Dad!” Lucy smiled at John. I was orphaned a long time ago. " "It matters not what I think," replied Wild. . Lassitude?” “I suppose so.
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