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He was a Wiltshire Edmondshaw, a very old family. “And to think that it’s not a full year ago since I was a black-hearted rebel school-girl, distressed, puzzled, perplexed, not understanding that this great force of love was bursting its way through me! All those nameless discontents—they were no more than love’s birth-pangs. The raising of twenty-five pounds was a task altogether beyond her powers. Suppose he stopped all her allowance, made it imperative that she should either stay ineffectually resentful at home or earn a living for herself at once. ” There were no such girls and no such positions.
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