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Nevertheless Sydney, clumsily, but earnestly, had something to say about it. Papa has sent me to be religieuse. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger. I shall have no faith in future in bolts and bars. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. "I am only fit for such as him. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper.

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