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I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. ’ ‘Listen. Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. Last night there had been no time. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources.
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