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It looked as if it had taken its world for granted and prospered on that assumption—a world in which children were trained to obey their elders and the wills of women over-ruled as a matter of course. Wood. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. It makes no difference. It doesn’t seem to matter. Things that you and the nuns would not think about for—’ She stopped, biting back the words “for a young girl”.
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