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“Perhaps. " "What is it?" "That you give 'em to me. ” One Friday, as she was sitting in the fifth row two seats left of center in Sixth Period Study Hall, a dull hard object thudded against the back of her head. She almost submitted to this ending of her adventure. Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. ’ ‘No, but you’ve made up for it since. ‘Do you think I do not know? What am I doing here, do you think?’ ‘That’s just exactly what I’ve been asking myself,’ he returned. “Dear John,” she whispered. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt.
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