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"Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. She had never even brought a friend home in her time at the Becks, let alone been asked on dates. He could not promise that she would ever appear again in that house. You certainly had to hand it to these Chinks. She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. Girls who had envied her former position as John’s amour passed no opportunity to utter cryptic remarks as she sat in Study Hall, walked down hallways, or rinsed her hands in the bathroom. For nothing will ever convince me that it is not the man’s share in life to shield, to protect, to lead and toil and watch and battle with the world at large.
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