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It would be swindling. \" Diane chirped once again, ever-musical. Her father was distinctly irascible, and disposed more than ever to hide away among the petrological things—the study was turned out. ‘Possibly,’ he said. He had done this a dozen times on the way from his office. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. ” It was her last evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. Wagstaff. ’ The woman shrugged helpless shoulders, looking to her husband.

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