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“But your hair,” he gasped. The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. Through all he said ran one quality that pleased her—the quality of a man who feels that things can be done, that one need not wait for the world to push one before one moved. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. His name was Bartolomeo di Alberti. “You silly wimmin,” he said over and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad with busy hands.
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