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For most of a long and fluctuating night she was fairly confident that she would find work; she knew herself to be strong, intelligent, and capable by the standards of most of the girls she knew. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. Spurlock understood that his vantage would be temporary; the Wastrel had been knocked down, not out. “I do not blame him. "Can't!" repeated his mother. Her shoulders began to ache. “I was sick of the make-believe. At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. I hope in a few days, Miss Pellissier, that these posters will be livening up our London hoardings.
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