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She meditated long and carefully upon her letter to her father before she wrote it, and gravely and deliberately again before she despatched it. Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. Nothing was given away, and no one came so rich to the stall as to command all that it had to offer. Well, this is OUR thing. She entered the room in the shadows. She passed people in the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these places. And now she was witnessing or observing the complicated machinery of civilization through which they had come, at length to land on the beach of her island.
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