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‘But then again, possibly not. Sheppard heaved a deep sigh, and opened her eyes, which now looked larger, blacker, and more melancholy than ever. She thought of him as always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. You must know, Sir, when he was a lad, the day after he broke into his master's house in Wych Street, he picked a gentleman's pocket in our church, during sarvice time,—that he did, the heathen. . And why, after all, should she not borrow money from Ramage? It was so true what he said; middle-class people WERE ridiculously squeamish about money. "As long as I live, I'll never forget that dress of hers," Prudence declared. "Here's a cross-bite. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. It interwove with her biological work. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles.
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