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“Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. ‘And nor do I. ‘Quite mad, nuns are. That delightful sense of free, unembarrassed movement was gone. Mauled about!” She fell to rubbing her insulted lips savagely with the back of her hand. Once more cheered by daylight, he hastened forward, and entered the chapel. In all her life no living thing had had to depend upon her, not even a dog or a cat.
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