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Hence!" "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, in a voice, the tones of which were altered by his very anxiety to make them distinct, "listen to me. When they were going home she asked her mother why she and Gwen and Alice had cried. I've no doubt he's as honest as either of you. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. “What have I been all this time?” she asked herself, and answered, “Just stark egotism, crude assertion of Ann Veronica, without a modest rag of religion or discipline or respect for authority to cover me!” It seemed to her as though she had at last found the touchstone of conduct. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or unaccountably dear, or both.
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