He glanced out of the window, looked back at the major and grasped the handle of the door. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. ‘I’ve eyes in my head, haven’t I?’ He grunted. She flew up from her stool and faced the door. “FAIL!” she said.
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