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"But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. “Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed. His food lay untouched about his plate. They may be modified and printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public domain eBooks. You dear, dear girl. It also told you how to write on all occasions, how to take out a patent, how to doctor a horse, and who Achates was. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. Wouldn't take my advice. I’m not a psycho. It came to Ann Veronica one night after a long talk with Miss Miniver, as a sudden remarkable thing, as a grotesque, novel aspect, that this slowly elaborating biological scheme had something more than an academic interest for herself.
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