The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. The beachcomber, the lowest in the human scale; and some day he would enter into this estate.
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