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Straitened circumstances would not have mattered; a mother would have managed somehow. ’ ‘You can arrest me,’ answered Kimble belligerently, ‘but you can’t make me say nothing about her. . “That is very nice of you,” she said. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. “Oh! I wish,” she said, “that people thought alike about these things. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. ” He stood up to go on to the next student. ” His eyes were closed.
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