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"I've won, after all. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. Finally she decided upon a step that had always seemed reasonable to her, but that hitherto she had, from motives too faint for her to formulate, refrained from taking. ‘We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. Now, she was the very reverse of all this. ‘It is not easy. Later on—well then the time may come. "Stay!" interposed Jonathan. Want to walk home today? Lucy slipped the paper into her English textbook. ‘Well, nothing,’ uttered her betrothed crossly, before Gerald could answer. " "Ah, yes. " Ten minutes' walk brought them to the hotel.
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