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“Would you wait for me?” Manning was silent for a space. 82 She was putting a manuscript away, gingerly locking its heavy tooled cover, but it was a huge, awkward tome. "You forgot your lunch," she said. What is it you’re after? Money, I suppose. After the first onset several of the women who had apartments to let said she would not do for them, and in effect dismissed her.
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