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Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. “And of course you are my niece just as Annabel is, although I am sorry to learn that your conduct has been much less discreet than hers. She wanted to go to Cornell University to study Anthropology, that was her 183 dream. I'll take them back with me. Then I think I remarked that science was disgracefully under-endowed, and confessed I’d had to take to more profitable courses. Sheppard. Poor young lady! She trembled too, and was unable to give her evidence. ” Annabel rose to her feet.
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