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Stanley took mustard savagely. Lose not a moment, Hobson. I want to be myself. She read voraciously, and presently, because of her aunt’s censorship, she took to smuggling any books she thought might be prohibited instead of bringing them home openly, and she went to the theatre whenever she could produce an acceptable friend to accompany her. “I will take a carriage,” she said, “and fetch my things. Don’t leave me. If ever she felt fatigue in these long tramps which had already taken her half over London, she never admitted it.
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