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Part 7 Then one day a little thing happened that clothed itself in significance. Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. Good-bye aunt. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. \"Don't they want you to go to Stanford?\" \"They think it is too much money. ’ He added on a teasing note, ‘Though if there’s anything suspicious we can always get the key from Pottiswick. ” “Well?” “Sir John came to me—that you know—and you can guess what I told him. He had become an extremely handsome man, his hair having darkened and his shoulders having realized their full size.
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