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But she did not know what he knew, that it
would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling. ’
‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. But I suppose as I’ll have to
wait until you can hear me to tell you again. Perhaps Gerald was not as
clothheaded as he had thought. And then, as she stood
there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon
her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. Soup would help you feel
better, soup and hot tea. She was a clever girl, the best of her year in the
High School, and she made a valiant fight for Somerville or Newnham but her
father had met and argued with a Somerville girl at a friend’s dinner-table and he
thought that sort of thing unsexed a woman.
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