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‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. John’s demeanor shifted. I am determined to fight my own little battle with the world —there must be a place for me somewhere, and I mean to find it. She packed her backpack with a change of clothes, some rags, and her old length of piano wire. For a time she brooded on the ideals and suggestions of the Socialists, on the vague intimations of an Endowment of Motherhood, of a complete relaxation of that intense individual dependence for women which is woven into the existing social order. ’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile. She peered into the darkness. The dark and desperate thoughts that were passing through his mind at this time will presently be shown. They had been informally introduced during floor hockey, when Katy had sent a puck flying into Lucy’s face.
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