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“I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen. Wood, contemptuously. . He came over to me. ‘Ah. A failure! She must write herself down a failure! At her age, with her ambitions, with her artistic temperament and creative instincts, she was yet to be denied all coherent means of expression. " Ben judged correctly. Men have seen to that. ‘What Gerald wants with you has me beat. Give us that—” Ann Veronica came in with a certain disregard of Miss Miniver. " "If you will not take me, I'll find some guide who will. “Like him who stood on Darien I view uncharted sea Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights Before my Queen and me.
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