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” She turned her face to the fire, gripped her hands upon her elbows, and drew her thin shoulders together in a shrug. “There’s the classes,” said Constance, the well-informed. For it cannot be that this Jarvis will leave the house to my father. He did so care for you. ‘No need to shake in your boots,’ Gerald said soothingly. Nature is a mother; her sympathies have always been feminist, and she has tempered the man to the shorn woman.
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