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Friday was not a big dinner night at the Beck house. Then a third secretarial opening occurred and renewed her hopes again: a position as amanuensis—with which some of the lighter duties of a nurse were combined— to an infirm gentleman of means living at Twickenham, and engaged upon a great literary research to prove that the “Faery Queen” was really a treatise upon molecular chemistry written in a peculiar and picturesquely handled cipher. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. Are you going to write a novel?” “Not I,” she answered gaily. I am carrying back a hundred new books and forty new records for the piano-player. "This is the explanation of the bloody deed. ‘Some ineligible that your parents would not tolerate, I suppose. She felt terrible lying to him. Perhaps you’ve heard—?’ Well, you know, he had.
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