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She was like an angel with one wing. \" She whirled around by instinct, frightening the boy who she had borrowed the pencil from. And not a worthy tome in sight. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed. In his desire to be emphatic and to avenge himself for his over-night distresses, he speedily became brutal, more brutal than she had ever known him before. CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. Just as Hogarth got to the door, the turnkey stopped him. “You wouldn’t.
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