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“God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. Every girl in the world practically, except a few of us who teach or type-write, and then we’re underpaid and sweated—it’s dreadful to think how we are sweated!” She had lost her generalization, whatever it was. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional. Are you prepared to do it?” Her hands clenched. “I’ve been through all that,” she went on, after a pause. And since then, he has openly avowed his determination of cutting his master's throat on the slightest inkling of treachery. His friendship seemed a thing worth having. At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. Oh, you must believe me.
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