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The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth
—a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. We'll try whether he'll get loose again. “Now, there, there. It was an awful
moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene
seemed suspended. “I hope you realize,” he went on, in a lower and less assured tone, “that I am in
earnest—very much in earnest. The modern parts of the book were inspired by my
worldview of high school as pure, unadulterated
Hell. Chapter VIII
“WHITE’S”
Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the
ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse
rapidly approaching its last days.
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