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He woke up with a start and the alarm clock read 4:46 P. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the words of the poet, —The growth untried Of that wide gap— we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715. It was bare of any furnishings. When she finally did take her own lover, it was not with a member of the household staff. Heaven forbid. “I’ve thought about it. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did not approve.
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