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I will permit you to rescue me. "Then it's all over with us. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight. ” “My Mom complains that she’s tired all the time. ” They heard a man’s voice outside. Thankfully only the children were home, so there was no one to take active notice that she had been accompanied on her way home from school. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped. Anna went out. He sent me home.
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