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She remembered abruptly that she was really living upon his money. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. “Troubles, my friend,” she exclaimed lightly. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. Then the hotel manager struck his palms together sharply, and two Chinese "boys" came pattering in from the dining room. The Mother Abbess, while thankful, could not be brought to consent to allow the girl out of her charge alone with unknown servants, and Martha was delegated to accompany her erstwhile nurseling to the homeland she had thought never to see again.
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