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“To begin with, I was—I was in the divorce court. Some shadow of reserve seemed to have crept up between them. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. Pottiswick’s daughter found her tongue. The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. Gentlemen, I am proud to say that I originated—that I directed those measures. " "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. For you know that I have made up my mind to dig a little way into life single-handed. It is the bottom of the cup, where all the dregs appear to settle. She lunched at a creamery in Great Portland Street, and as the day was full of wintry sunshine, spent the rest of the lunch-hour in a drowsy gloom, which she imagined to be thought upon the problems of her position, on a seat in Regent’s Park.
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