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"Mutual concessions," she added. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all this, I suppose. He was a little embarrassed. She brought her face to his chest, turning her head sideways so he would not notice her elongated canines. ’ ‘How could he when he didn’t even handle it himself? Went off, I told you, and left it all to me. She took a shower after a particularly harsh volleyball debacle only to find that her locker had been picked and her outfit of the day, gray sweatpants and a shapeless pink sweater, were gone. And my word's law—with you, at least," she added, bestowing a cutting glance upon her husband. The musician. I’m fine.
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