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She sat down awkwardly and helplessly on one of the little stools by her table and covered her face with her hands. "Will you write," asked the doctor, "and tell me how you are getting along?" "Oh, yes!" "The last advice I can give you is this: excite his imagination; get him started with his writing. He saw the tragedy on the boy's face; but he was merciless. Later on I could scarcely have forgiven you. "What the devil makes you out so late? And what has happened to you, man, eh?—you seem in a queer plight. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense.
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