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Hips tended to be the bane of Shari’s existence as she tried diet after diet to get rid of them. He lived on the seventh floor behind a winding set of hallways that towered over her in their grayness. “By Jove!” he broke out, “one tries to take a serious, sober view. She made a curious movement toward her niece, then suddenly, convulsively, she dabbed down something lumpy on the table and turned to follow her brother. If he could keep it up—style and calibre of imagination—within a year the name of Taber would become widely known. ‘Sapristi. It was, in his opinion, the most astonishing letter he had ever read. "Your ladyship is far too unwell to travel," remarked the female attendant, assisting her to rise; "you'll never be able to reach Manchester. To his great joy he found a small garret-door in the roof of the opposite house open. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. Somebody to whom she would be necessary, who for days would have to depend upon her for the needs of life. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites.
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