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I want her to get forward, to set her among people who'll understand what to do with her. As the Wastrel rushed, Spurlock sidestepped, swept the ball into his hand, set himself and threw it. "You will be wanting your broth, Hoddy," she said. Nobody who cared. The more she disentangled the lines of her situation the deeper grew her self-disgust. She disengaged her hands and stood up.
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