The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. Tell me that again. You see, I have had to look after myself so long that I have developed a terrible bump of independence. "You poor child!" said Prudence. He played variations on this theme for the better part of an hour. She uncrossed her legs and lowered herself, carefully and slowly, until she lay supine. I burned it.
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