"I mean to have no one but yourself in it. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. About them quickly. ‘Exactly like my father. But I don’t care; I haven’t a spark of shame. “And so you have been thinking?” her father began, quoting her letter and looking over his slanting glasses at her.
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