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For most of a long and fluctuating night she was fairly confident that she would find work; she knew herself to be strong, intelligent, and capable by the standards of most of the girls she knew. The girl was flushed with excitement, bright-eyed, and braced for a struggle; her aunt had never seen her looking so fine or so pretty. The coachman having received his order, and being offered an extra fare if he drove quickly, set off at full speed. Though, to be fair, he did not know of it until after the wedding. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose.
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