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’ ‘You speak it very well,’ Gerald said encouragingly. U. I want to but I cannot! Please accept that!” She yelled. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. He would make her rub her lips with waxes and other ointments, precursors of lipsticks. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. She dumped him because she claimed she didn’t want him to go any farther.
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