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He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. But get up behind, Blueskin. “Here,” he said, “is this Blau See, and here we rest until to-morrow. There is worse to come. Even her own history teacher, Mr. C below. Burn your palette and your easel. CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was. She asked no further questions for the moment. Yet I fancy that we who have been poor ourselves must be the best judges of the needs of the people. And why, after all, should she not borrow money from Ramage? It was so true what he said; middle-class people WERE ridiculously squeamish about money. ” She batted his arms and slapped him, angrily twisting from his grasp. “I’m really very sorry.
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