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She ran down alleyways and between buildings, faster than an Olympian, until she could hear his voice no more. 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. "Somebody ought to get hold of that young man," said Prudence, grimly, as she nodded in Spurlock's direction. He squatted and threw his arm around the backs of her knees. “Why don’t you wear your white blouse more often? It is the prettiest shirt you own. \"Why should they care that I want to go to college when they are so busy interviewing architects about adding on to our house, making it bigger?\" Lucy looked at her, concerned. " "For a bit of kindness?" Ruth was plainly bewildered. ” It was her last evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. Instead her point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his grasp.
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