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“Won’t you give me your address?” She shook her head. “I can tell you are thinking about it. Yeah, I’m thirty-seven. ” “Forget WHAT?” “And I said I wouldn’t. "Eggs for me! You mistake, child. “Suppose I chuck it,” she remarked, standing with the mauve slip in her hand —“suppose I chuck it, and surrender and go home! Perhaps, after all, Roddy was right! “Father keeps opening the door and shutting it, but a time will come— “I could still go home!” She held Ramage’s check as if to tear it across. His glasses were gone. I thought I'd been sufficiently explicit," continued Jonathan.
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