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E. As a net result she had come to think of all married people much as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. She had made a bed for herself out of wood and furs. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. It was a brief solitude, however. Sheppard wildly. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. " "I'm a queer girl," she replied with a smile. It would be swindling.
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