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Indignation carried her through that night, that men and the world could so entreat her. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. You've betrayed yourself, Thames. She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively. Aren't we funny? And just as I was beginning to lose faith in human beings, to have someone like this come along! It is almost as if she were acting a rôle, and she isn't. There’s always friction, conflict, unwilling concessions. We, ourselves, are scarcely the same we were twelve years ago. ” Shari replied sarcastically. Beck, it smells wonderful in here. “We are clerks in the same bank.
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