Look at this ring;—it's a diamond, and worth a mint o' money. She had one idea, she found, very clear in her mind—that she would get a Research Scholarship, and so contrive another year in the laboratory. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. ‘Espéce de diable,’ she screamed. ‘But I’ve known that for years. A man’s children nowadays are not his own. She felt conscious of her nipples becoming visibly erect under the tight t-shirt and wished that she owned a thicker brassiere. But a little daughter is one thing and a daughter quite another.
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