“I tell you it was a lie!” he shouted wildly. Wood, with a message for Lady Trafford. The Becks were the best foster family that she had ever had. She had set out to get a beautiful life, a free, untrammelled life, self-development, without counting the cost either for herself or others. “You silly wimmin,” he said over and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad with busy hands. I know well that you are making a game with me.
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