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Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour. . Mother had met with him two years before to begin the process of finding a match. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. "Get up, mother," cried Jack; "do not kneel to him. Of course, one doesn’t like to talk about things until there are things to talk about.
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