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The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. At least, you are one, and I am disguised like one. ” After all, it was not so easy. She peered into the darkness. Quilt was not long in following his example. ” She relented. I’ve got to run to get to my Study Hall. ” “I don’t understand.
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