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The Well Hole 336 XIII. ” “Check for yourself in the driveway. He had assumed that her leaving home was the point at issue, that everything turned on that, and that the sole alternative was obedience, and she had fallen in with that assumption until rebellion seemed a sacred principle. The world is like a peppery horse. Gerald lost his head. He drove her to the Beck house, pulling up behind Cathy's red Nissan. Throwing down the pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,—"It isn't at all like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when Thames darted into the room. Rousing himself, he went to the door. She always left the table when they began to smoke.
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