“How will you live?” she appealed. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. It was hard to part with romance, but she had never thirsted so keenly to go on with her University work in her life as she did that day. . That's a queer yarn.
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