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“By Jove!” he said, “there is something direct about you. You are captain of your soul; don't forget your Henley. “You do not know what such a relation means. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. There was a new softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost pathetic. I would have liked to know. She guarded her mother, or at least she had liked to think so. She shook them off of one foot.
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