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Apparently she was always doomed to weep when she talked to her father. ‘And it is not only a question of her identity, but a matter of her life as well. She also knew that he was the type who would not make a single physical overture until she pushed the correct buttons. He could not quite make her out; a new type. Two or three podgy-looking old men with wives to match, half-a-dozen overdressed girls, and a couple of underdressed American ones, who still wore the clothes in which they had been tramping half over London since breakfast time.
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